The True Heiress's Return

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With a single sentence, Shakira effortlessly shifted the focus of public opinion onto Yvette! In an instant, the smile on Yvette's face completely froze, and her pupils dilated in panic. 'How dare Shakira expose my identity like that!" Before she could get angry, gasps of astonishment echoed around her. A chilling sensation crept up Yvette's body from the soles of her feet. "Oh my God! Yvette is Lago's biological daughter?!"

"No way, is that true? Isn't Yvette the daughter of the Nelson family? Her birthday party a few months ago was the biggest event in Crescentville; it couldn't have been that extravagant if she wasn't his real daughter!" Shakira is is the adopted daughter of the Smith family; she must know who the real daughter of the Smith family is.

"But

"I saw some gossip before saying that the daughter of a prominent family in Crescentville was swapped at birth and has been living in someone else's home for years. Now that the real daughter is back, she's not leaving. Could it be Yvette?"

"I thought it was strange before, but now it all makes sense! Don't you find it odd? Shakira isn't the Smith family's real daughter, so changing her last name makes sense, but why did she take the surname Nan?" "What else could it be? Shakira is the daughter of the Nelson family!"

"That ties everything together! Shakira and Yvette are the swapped daughters!"

then Yvette is disgusting for stealing someone else's identity and not returning to her real parents!"

"If this is true, then

"You know what they say: Dragons give birth to dragons, and rats' children dig holes! It's not surprising that Lago's daughter would do something like this!"

"Wow, this gossip is huge and shocking!"

Listening to the chatter from all directions, Yvette felt incredibly tense, on the verge of breaking down! She couldn't bear the suspicion and criticisms. Covering her ears, she shot Shakira a furious glance and turned to leave. But before she could get far, she almost bumped into the head of her grade. "Class is starting! Where are you going? Get back to your seat!"

"..." Yvette froze, feeling stuck-neither leaving nor staying was an option. Finally, she gripped her fists tightly and reluctantly returned to her seat under everyone's gaze.

Shakira leisurely sat back down, surprisingly impressed by how composed Yvette was.

the grade glanced around, "What are you all making noise about? It's time for

of the class, Yvette felt like she was sitting on pins and

By the end

areas, promoting donations from the entire school. This is voluntary; those who wish to donate can report to the class monitor, Each grade has its own charity tasks, and for our

videos are so popular now, why don't we use them to promote our grade's charity?" Soon, others chimed in. "That's a great idea! We can shoot short videos in groups to document the

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old clothes to show everyone is sincerely contributing to charity; that way, it's authentic and meaningful!" The head of the grade nodded.

based on student numbers, fifteen people per group. This task is urgent, so please make sure to submit your group's video and the donated clothes in the next couple of days"

of the grade left, the students organized

together, whispering to Shakira, "What

at Yvette, her eyes shining with understanding. Suddenly, she realized what Yvette's expression meant when she entered the classroom. "So that's why... no wonder Yvette was so composed earlier." Shakira took out her phone and

a message.

the group leader, and several girls in the group had received skincare products from her last

had already fallen out with her, and now returning to her would be awkward. "Berry is the daughter of the White family; sticking with her shouldn't be too bad,

let's focus on recording videos at the homes of com classmates today." She scanned the room and saw no one objecting, "As the group leader, I'll take the lead and film at my place first. To ensure the authenticity of the donation campaign, group members can supervise the video shooting. Who wants to come to my house?" Looking at the time, she added. "Right now, my

scoffed at Berry's

smiled. "Since everyone wants to go, let's all go together. But will it be inconvenient to visit other classmates' homes afterward?" Xanthe huffed, "My sofa is over twenty meters long; there's

a nouveau riche, what's there to be

let everyone visit her home. Finally, only... Yvette, with red-rimmed eyes, bit her lip gently, "My house also welcomes everyone, but... I worry some classmates might not want to come to my home." She didn't name names, but everyone knew who she was referring to, especially after such a big scandal had just broken. They were curious and didn't know what was going on with

warm and friendly, providing a generous welcome. After a light afternoon coffee, they entered Berry's room, and several girls squealed in delight. 'So this is what the White family is like; they're really wealthy! In the city center, even the walk-in closet takes up a whole room! That's so luxurious!' Berry filmed

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such a large fountain, and the small garden was about a hundred square meters. The sofa truly was over twenty meters long; fifteen people could sit comfortably with extra- space! The entire house glittered with gold, showcasing wealth beyond

sleeves and gathered two suitcases