The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 153

Rebecca stormed in, with Yvette trailing behind, holding her right hand and looking aggrieved. Even though there were plenty of staff backstage, Rebecca had no intention of controlling her temper. Her eyes blazed with fury, like a vengeful spirit, eager to consume Shakira entirely.

"To boost your image, you broke Yvette's hand. Get out with me. I want everyone to see how evil you really are. Rebecca shouted angrily, her long, sharp nails slashing through the air menacingly toward Shakira. The force behind them seemed enough to draw blood if she wasn't careful.

Shakira narrowed her eyes and replied coldly, "Mrs. Nelson, are you trying to make a fool of yourself in front of everyone?"

Rebecca was speechless. Her hand stopped in mid-air as she met Shakira's cold and merciless eyes. She recalled their previous encounter when she had been overpowered without even a chance to fight back.

Rebecca angrily dropped her hand and pointed it at Shakira's nose. Seeing Shakira's arrogant stance and ignoring her completely, Rebecca felt a deep hatred but was helpless to change it.

Shakira smirked, with her gaze shifting to Yvette, who was hiding behind Rebecca, and let out a silent sneer. "Did Yvette tell you that I broke her hand?" Shakira asked with a casual tone that was enough to make Yvette feel like a frightened bird.

Yvette quickly pulled down Rebecca's hand, whispering almost desperately. "Mom, my injury has nothing TO do with Shakira. Let's go home"

Rebecca angrily shook off her hand. She had faced great humiliation, and now Yvette was even standing up for Shakira. Rebecca was furious.

Her disappointment in Yvette was clear, and her gaze was filled with blame and frustration. "How are you going to defend her! If she hadn't locked you, you wouldn't have gotten hurt?"

If you had performed, all the cheers and applause would have been for you. The photos with the seniors would have be of our family. Dad and I wouldn't be the laughingstock, continued Rebecca.

Hearing these words, Shakira found Rebecca's way of thinking truly fascinating. No wonder Yvette was so loved by her; birds of a feather flocked together.

As Rebecca's sharp, loud voice faded, a sneering laugh came from outside the door. It wasn't cold or indifferent, just very mocking, and it was startling in the quiet room.

Rebecca turned her head viciously and snapped. "Who dares to laugh!"

At some point, Walter appeared outside the door, with his overly confident, handsome face smirking. "Mrs. Nelson, do you even want to scold me?"

Rebecca's expression suddenly changed.

Yvette goes on stage, she'll receive the same praise as Shakira? Aren't you aware of Yvette's

in front of so many

Nelson became the laughingstock

Shakira's parents on stage, you assumed it was you. Shakira didn't blame you for pretending, yet you turn around and blame her?

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about reflecting on your own embarrassing words and actions. Instead of

go and trouble a young girl to cover up your shame. It's not enough to make a fool of yourself once, you come

such a disgraceful hostess at the Nelson family, it's no wonder they can't raise a decent daughter. Truly

the family."

Rebecca was speechless.

Yvette was speechless.

Shakira was almost applauding out loud. Even Benji, who casually followed behind to watch the show, couldn'i help but join in

wife was amazing. He could infuriate people with

nearby staff felt extremely satisfied-It was so satisfying

face fell, her chest rising and falling as if she might faint at any moment. Behind her was a crowd watching the scene, mocking her, including Benji and

her head out of shame and in the end, could only drag Yvette with her, sneaking

couldn't help but grin. "You're useless. Can I even talk

up her makeup before she went on stage, adding tiny sparkles

hadn't come. I should've been

"So, you think I stole

softly, "I wouldn't say that. You helped me out and saved me effort, so I should thank

was noisy and she was afraid that he didn't hear her compliment. With the sudden closeness, her bright eyes and smiling face were right in front of him

eyes gleamed. "Is there

a mysterious smile.

event. Instead, she firmly dragged Yvette straight to the parking lot. Once inside the car, Rebecca couldn't hold back anymore

up, fearing that all around her were both familiar and unfuntliar sneering faces. Seeing her like this reminded them of the moment earlier when they instinctively wanted to go on stage with Shakira for a photo. A flash of determination appeared on