The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 145

"Who is it?" Finn called out warily as he stepped out of the living room and saw Yvette picking up the phone.

Yvette gave him a gentle smile. "Walter." Finn's expression softened. "Yvette, it's you. Why so late?"

Yvette tucked her hair behind her car. "I went to meet a company client after school. She remembered Berry's message bragging that Walter had helped her secure a spot at the diplomatic summit. Yvette slightly furrowed her brows and, in a playful tone, said to Fin. "Walter, can you take me to the diplomatic summit?"

Finn was surprised. "The list of attendees for the summit has already been submitted. Do you want to go??

"I thought to broaden my horizons, improve my skills, and perhaps be a helper to you in the future." Finn pondered. without giving a clear answer.

Rebecca came out. It was clear that her eyes were still a bit red. Yvette immediately went over and hugged her arm. "Mom.""

Rebecca held her hand tightly with a playful scolding. "Girls shouldn't always be in the public eye. If Mitchell's company has too much going on, let Walter help manage it.

A hint of panic flashed in Yvette's mind. "Mom, Walter is extremely busy. I can handle these small matters.

"Alright" Rebecca nodded. Yvette slightly lowered her head, hiding the faint cold glint in her eyes.

Fiona stepped outside to take a phone call. It was the contact from Clusia Hospital she had spent a lot on.

The contact carefully instructed. "Matthew enjoys peace and came back last night. Someone was set up to help with his daily needs. That person had a family issue and had to leave for a day I tried to keep this under wraps so you could take over for the day." Fiona's face turned pale when she heard this. "You want me to be Matthew's babysitter? Fiona thought, I'm the eldest daughter of the Banks family. You want me to be a maid?

This situation is unfair to you, Ms. Banks, but think about what kind of person Matthew is. Many more influential people! have asked for his medical help, and he even turned them down. If you go uninvited, there's no guarantee you'll gain anything from it." Fiona's face turned pale as if she were weighing her options.

Though he seems unapproachable, he's easy to talk to once you know him. If you

it's not just you who have been reaching out to me

and with resolve, she said, "Fine, send me Matthew's

behind Clusia Hospital, passed through several levels of security checks, and knocked on the door of

woman opened the door and led her

hand-wash with soap. Lunch will be delivered by a hotel. all you need to do is set the table.

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if I need to talk to Matthew

on this and stick it on the living room table. He will see it and get back to you. Just make sure not to

didn't expect an old man could

the woman left, Fiona looked up at the attic where she heard the sounds of traditional opera but couldn't

it out when a loud, bold voice came from above.

coffee

and thought, 'Great!'

up to the attic. She gently pushed the door open,

a window covered with climbing vines was an antique rocking chair. Matthew was reclining in it, sunbathing in a leisurely manner. His face was covered

the fan. "My stomach isn't

coffee, but Matthew remained still. "I haven't had Grandos coffee in a

another round of running up and down the stairs, Fiona

a word. Fiona leaned in a bit closer and

mentioning Matthew's difficult and moody nature, she would have suspected he was teasing her on purpose. Not daring to wake him up, she reluctantly set

footsteps as she walked down the stairs, Matthew casually tossed the fan aside, took a calm sip of coffee, and pulled out his phone to send a text. Matthew: [Naughty girl, guess what I'm doing?] Shakira had just returned to her small villa when she saw the text message. She could almost picture the mischievous expression