The True Heiress's Return

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On the way home, Shakira finally bad the time to check her phone. To her surprise, a flood of notifications came rushing in. It turned out that the commotion from earlier that morning had been uploaded online. Afterward, medical students and hospital staff tried to inform the public about who this unknown doctor, Lonely Bird, really

was.

[The only direct disciple of Matthew, the legendary genius with exceptional medical skills. Did he actually appear in person?]

[It looks like they were filming a variety show! Could it be the one directed by Kevin recently?]

Wow, that's a major production in the city, in collaboration with the authorities. No wonder they managed to invite the mysterious Lonely Bird to appear..]

Geez, do these old folks even know who they were yelling at? They actually dared to question Lonely Bird's medical skills?]

Such ignorant people! Don't blur their faces-let them go virall Once they get home, their kids will school them properly. and they'll regret it for sure!]

[Oh my, this has blown up way too much! Why isn't there any follow-up? Could the doctor have been injured?]

You just don't get it, do you? This is a common tactic used by production teams-it's all marketing hype.]

But judging by how intense it got, it doesn't seem fake...]

[Auh, Lonely Bird! My idol! The reason I grind through medical school every day!! When does the show air? I'm watching it for sure!]

"Lonely Bird" had been trending in bold red on the hot search list for an entire day before Shakira finally noticed it.

What left her feeling helpless was that Matthew, along with Sean and Gideon, had all sent her numerous messages, checking in on her situation.

Shakira replied to each message, reassuring them that she was fine. However, Ethan and Yael remained skeptical, thinking she was just saying nice things to comfort them.

Left with no choice, Shakira recorded a short video with a serious expression, explaining, "I'm really okay, see for yourselves if you don't believe me!"

With the video as proof, they were finally reassured. However, Sean was still on the verge of exploding, ranting furiously

over the text.

but once they got to the hospital, they were tougher than college students! Were they seriously thinking of starting a

Shakira still at the

I'm fine, really. No need to worry

a headache coming on. [I don't have an appetite. After a whole day of work, I just want some peace and quiet.] Sean: (Alright then, Shakira, make sure to rest! I'll find a few bodyguards to keep an eye on you tomorrow!! Shakira: [You can keep them for yourself. You guys don't need

be any more

team up for PUBG later

a relaxing bath, she lay down in bed and

wants to do some kind of livestream. Should we just form our

said, "Let's go

and noticed Xanthe was online,

confused at first. "Huh? Is that you,

and replied. "Yep, it's me!

Sean and Gideon.

greeted.

you? Do you also play PUBC? Are you good at it,

completely shocked, 'Shakira was actually playing PUBG with Sean? Does Mr. Lopez

The one who can't be you, Mr. Reynolds!"

can't? Damn! You're a girl, and you come straight at me like this,

according to you, Mr. Reynolds, does that make you a girl too?"

you! Just wait, I'll

and Gideon couldn't help

game began, Sean and Xanthe bickered like

some gear and a teammate marked it, Xanthe would swoop in and grab it first, leaving Sean fuming as he chased after her,

who said you'd blow me up earlier? Come on, do it Blow me up, and then you can loot my crate." Sean picked up a grenade, grinning. "Stay still if you've got the guts I swear I'll blow you

surprise, Xanthe leaped out of the way at the last second. The grenade hit a shipping container, bounced back, and exploded-blowing Sean flat on the ground. Xanthe laughed so loud. "Oh my gosh, you're so clumsy, you can't even throw a grenade properly! Having trouble, Mr.

the sky, "Xanthe,

and Max burst into

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up, alright?" Sean hardly got to win tonight, but Shakira was laughing so hard, that tears were streaming down her face. Shakira thought, 'Who