The True Heiress's Return

COMMENT Chapter

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Hearing Mitchell's words, Angie and Derrick almost fainted, their faces showing a mix of green and white, creating quite the spectacle. They finally understood! No wonder Shakira dared to be so arrogant-turns out the Nelson family is filled with bad apples themselves. Shakira raised her eyebrows slightly, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. Although she was quite disdainful of Mitchell... his sudden cleverness was not without its uses. At least his sharp tongue was always on point. Mitchell paid no attention to these unimportant people. When He turned back to Shakira, his expression softened instantly. "You still haven't told me how you managed to block those calls. Shakira sighed. "They were annoying."

Annoying? She just ignored so many winning messages, and she dares to call it annoying?! Truly, she is my sister Mitchell, so cool!'

Shakira raised an eyebrow, "What, just because I blocked the numbers, you came all the way here to pick a fight with me?"

"Of course not! Look-" Mitchell gestured for the group of cars that had followed him to step forward. There was also a large truck behind them. "I told you I'd make it up to you. Including this year, I brought a total of eighteen birthday gifts for you." As he finished speaking, about ten people holding gifts lined up neatly before them. There were luxury bags, clothing, a big box of cash, a set of keys... and when they got to the last truck, the driver jumped out and operated a smart machine, slowly revealing a heavy motorcycle from the back, dominating the scene with its grandeur! Derrick, who was already stunned, couldn't help but exclaim, "Encode T!"

Angie pulled her son, "What did you just say?"

"That motorcycle is racing-grade, worth over 600 thousand dollars!".

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motorcycle as a birthday gift costs over 600 thousand dollars?' Angie gasped in shock. 'Wait a minute, didn't they say the Nelson family looked down on their adopted daughter and wouldn't let her return home, treating their biological daughter like a treasure? Why was it so different now...?") "So, how about it? I carefully picked these gifts for you. Do you like them?"

the spectacle before her, Shakira's face showed no significant change, almost devoid of any emotion. If it were her former self, she would have probably burst into tears at such an overwhelming display of gifts. But alas, there are no 'what ifs. Reality is ironic and amusing. Noticing Shakira's silence and lack of excitement, Mitchell's smile gradually faded. Slowly,

long, but the only guest of honor was someone else. It had no relevance to Shakira at all. He took a deep breath, "It's fine, I didn't expect you to forgive me right away. Regardless of whether you forgive me or not, I respect your decision. These gifts are for you; whether you take them or not, I will continue sending daily essentials. They're here, do as you wish." With that, Mitchell turned to the grim-faced Walter. "Mr. Lopez, although my sister lives in your house, she does have support behind her." He glanced meaningfully at Angie and Derrick. "If my sister suffers any grievances in your home, I won't let it go easily!" After saying this, Mitchell left the gifts behind

face full

and she still wanted to struggle a bit, "Walter,

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"Cousin,"

out to her, but Angie felt no sense of pride; instead, her heart tensed up. "I remember when my parents were alive, they rarely invited you to visit, and that won't

enter the main household. Angie couldn't accept it and wanted to plead further.

fight for himself, "Cousin, I've graduated and can work at Lopez Group just like

Walter coldly waved his hand, "Then go to Africa to toughen up

to come back?" "I'm not going, cousin, I'm not going!" Derrick just

cold mockery,

an instinctive chill run down their backs,

"Apologize to Shakira."

"Why