The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 180

On the grassy mountaintop, where the sunlight embraced the tents, Shakira's lively and beautiful face was glowing. She was clearly enjoying the food Sean arranged for her!

The floor-to-ceiling curtains in the suite were drawn, leaving only a sliver of light through which Walter peered. His stern face was caught in the flickering light and shadows, with those eyes as deep as the sea. The room was eerily quiet.

But despite the calm, there was a sense of a storm coming. Brian's expression tightened. "Sean has brought some staff of the forest service office; it's my fault I couldn't stop him from going up the mountain."

"Yonder Digital, it has been climbing too fast these past couple of years." The statement was sudden, but after years of service under Walter, Brian understood his thoughts well. "I'll dig up all the dirt on Sean right away."

He turned to leave. When he just opened the door, he almost bumped into Shakira, who was coming in with a plate of food. "Oh, Brian, you're here! Perfect timing, I've brought some food for you guys. Go ahead and eat." With that, Shakira quickly walked to Walter's side. Seeing his young boss had already calmly returned to his desk from the window, Brian quietly closed the door. Shakira placed the tray on the table. "Mr. Lopez, you must be hungry, right?"

Walter didn't even look at her. "Humph, bringing food that someone else went to great lengths to get for you to win me over?" Shakira blinked her bright eyes, quite surprised. "Mr. Lopez, you're so informed. You seem to know everything?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shakira was caught by Walter's dangerous gaze. She, not daring to joke anymore, raised her hand in surrender and confessed honestly, "Alright, this food was indeed sent over by Sean, but if you're mad because of that, I think I can explain."

Walter didn't respond, so Shakira rubbed her nose and continued, "You know I joined a design competition before, right? It was Sean's team, and I interacted with him. We had a superior-subordinate relationship, and now Xanthe's dad works with Sean. Sending over some food is just a natural thing."

Walter scoffed coldly, "A natural thing? Do you realize how much effort and resources are needed to keep these things fresh and deliver them from the airport to the mountaintop?"

Shakira slightly frowned, not quite understanding why Walter was so fixated on this point and wouldn't let it go. "He treated me, so I should just eat without worrying. After all, it's not my money being spent. So why worry? Later, if he needs me, I' can just draw a few more designs for him.

a meal mean I'm indebted to him forever? I bring it over for you to eat now. Wouldn't you be

aback, but her straightforward words lifted his gloom and frustration a bit. "You have a pretty laid-back

eating or not?" Walter maintained his calm, aloof demeanor. "There are ingredients in the truck,

her fist, held back her annoyance, and turned to leave. After all,

others. "You guys

the

near Walter's suite. Brian took her to the back of one, and when he opened it, Shakira was stunned. They had brought up a mini fridge with all the usual kitchen supplies, almost everything one might need! "No way, how could there be power?" Brian

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hours, so I'll have to trouble you to make two meals at once,

Her curiosity was piqued. She walked to the trunks of the other two cars and asked, "Here?" Brian opened them one

and accessories, Shakira silently gave a thumbs-up. The world of

ready, Shakira picked out some ingredients and went back into the suite. There was

full and round, and she felt completely satisfied. Of course, satisfying her appetite was part

at her enjoying her feast all by herself, envious and practically drooling. "What a thrill!" she exclaimed. She lay on the grass sunbathing, feeling so lazy that she almost fell asleep. Suddenly, her phone rang, and Xanthe answered it

up with a start. Her drowsiness disappeared, and she quickly sat up,

suite, Sean was gazing out intently in her direction like a hamster in a glass ball. Seeing Xanthe just staring blankly, Sean asked again, "Where is she? Why doesn't she answer the phone call?" "Uh, she probably went for

"Where did she go?"