The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 160

Fiona was frozen in place as if struck by a bolt of lightning. "What?" Walter didn't say much but gave Brian a look. Brian quickly pulled out a check and handed it to Fiona. "You've worked hard for me. This is a 30 million dollar reward for you. Before Fiona could react, Walter had left.

Shakira furrowed her brow tightly. This outcome was something she hadn't anticipated at all. How come even Matthew was unable to handle it?

When she stepped out, a Maybach was outside waiting for her. Shakira lowered her gaze and window, "Mr. Lopez, I want to stay and chat with Matthew,"

to Walter through the car

Walter turned his eyes to her, staring at her defiant face, and seeing right through her intentions. "There's no need to bother. Matthew anymore. Maybe my legs are just destined to be this way?" Shakira pressed her lips together, not speaking, as she locked eyes with him. Walter sighed and said, "Matthew is not easy to get along with, and there are always people around protecting lim. You...

Shakira replied. "I know, and it's fine. I'll just wait outside for a bit. If he really doesn't want to see me, I will head back on my

own."

"Suit yourself. He didn't say anything more, instructing Brian to leave a car for her.

Shakira stood there, watching the convoy drive away from the neighborhood before turning back. She didn't go through the main entrance but took a long detour through a small side gate leading straight to the path connecting the study to the back garden Matthew was still sitting in the same spot, leisurely sipping coffee. Shakira effortlessly climbed over the waist-high fence as if it were nothing, and plopped herself down on the chair opposite Matthew.

When she came. Matthew wasn't surprised at all and even poured her a cup of coffee. Shakira drank it all in one go, to which Matthew chuckled. "You cheeky girl, you need to sip coffee slowly to enjoy its taste."

Shakira gave him a sideways glance. "With the quality of coffee you have here, can it ever be bad?" Matthew paused in his pouring, realizing she was right. He looked up with a proud little huff.

With a sigh, Shakira rubbed her temples. "What's really going on with his legs?"

Matthew answered, "Didn't he say himself-there's nothing I can do to cure it?"

reason, and which part is irreversible?" Shakira asked, with

him, what can I do? Silly girl, you asked me to help, and here I am. But don't assume that means I have a solution to his injury." Matthew added, "Don't think too highly of me. Many times, things aren't

long lashes quivering gently and casting shadows beneath them, revealing her disappointment. Seeing her like this, Matthew

dear disciple, but to his surprise, Shakira suddenly jumped

Matthew was speechless.

rebellious kid, comforting

Chapter 160

was slightly ajar, leaving a narrow gap. Fiona covered her mouth, with her eyes widening in shock-Matthew" was the shabby-looking old man she

she had arranged for him, and rely only on her. Shakira was Matthew's disciple, and she was actually Lonely Bird They had planned it all along, but they still decided

was the one who got tricked. Fiona clutched the check tightly, and her eyes were filled with red veins gradually

him, becoming known as the devoted 'puppy' of Crescentville's high society, and

Walter just wanted to get rid of her like this?

with me? I'll make sure you pay

to the small villa, almost at midnight. He gently pushed open the door, and a small light in the outer hall

human-shaped lump under the

moved

and was about to get onto the bed using his wheelchair

from countless times, he naturally

slipped back under the blanket, and curled towards him, with her bright

there, feeling as though Shakira's gaze could almost pierce through him.

darker than the night outside. He spoke in a hoarse

blurted out. "I'm thinking about how to cure your legs. Her eyes looked straight into his,

hands instinctively tightened under the covers. "What if it's my fate that I'll never stand

that?"