The True Heiress's Return

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Hearing her slightly heavy breathing, Walter immediately slowed down his movements

expression. "Are you hurt?"

It's nothing. Shakira replied.

a hint of displeasure evident in his

Walter didn't listen to her explanations and without a word, pressed her down onto his lap, lifting her shirt from the back.

He caught a glimpse of her graceful waist, her delicate skin was so glaringly white that Walter squinted his eyes slightly. His eyes burned with intensity.

The coolness was felt around her waist as it was exposed. Without turning back, Shakira knew that Walter was inspecting her skin inch by inch.

She puffed up her cheeks in protest. "Why don't you believe me already told you I'm not hurt."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man's warm, strong hand gently pressed against her, Shakira wanted to keep being stubborn, but a soft, contented sigh escaped her lips involuntarily.

Walter's voice came from above, slightly hoarse. "You're not hurt, but you don't feel good either." As he spoke, his palm didn't stop moving, gently massaging the base of Shakira's spine that had been aching all day. She went along with what he said. "True, I'm a bit tired. I've been sitting all day without changing positions"

Shakira thought, I have to admit, the Walter-brand manual massager is exceptionally effective. Just a few presses, and it really brings a sense of relaxation and stretch-warm and comfortable.

"Here, here, and a bit lower-press a few more times." Shakira lay sprawled out without a care, completely unaware of the deep intensity simmering in the man's gaze behind her.

Walter said, "You should get up every forty minutes and move around for ten minutes to keep your muscles active. Looks like the saying A healer cannot heal themselves' holds true after all." Hearing the clear disdain in his voice, Shakira huffed but didn't retort. What he said was definitely true," she thought.

responded obediently, "Tll start paying attention

her for quite a while, until his wrists began to feel a bit sore, at

spoken for a while. He

closed her eyes and drifted off into

the first one who dares to treat me

as he placed

off all the bright lights, leaving only a dim yellow

her soft,

her lips gently like a dragonfly touching the water, held her close, and

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chatting and pulled Xanthe and Gideon in for more fun. With one person short, Xanthe happened to see her cousig Lucy online and

OUL.

off, Xanthe got a stream of voice messages from Sean: [What did you mean just now? Is that how you treat

through the message. We weren't partners in the game, different issues don't

Sean: [Heh.]

over, and the more he pondered, the stranger it seemed. [Did Gideon say he heard sounds from Shakira's side? Was someone really

She smoothed the cool sheet mask over her face. When she glanced down and saw Sean's text, she was so startled she gave a little

She quickly made an excuse to dispel Sean's suspicions. (Shakira said it was just the TV. If you don't believe her, why not ask her

just overthinking.] He definitely wasn't going to

be bothered to continue the conversation with him, so she said she was going to sleep and logged off the

Lucy popped up and gave

up the call. "You don't still want to play, do you,

"Xanthe, who were those two we

why?" Xanthe

just checked the homeowner's profile, and all of his account slans are maxed out! Plus, he has a ton of coins! He must have spent at least a hundred thousand

well." Lucy didn't expect Xanthe to be so secretive, so she ended the call feeling a bit let down. However, thinking about Sean's account, which was emblazoned with the words "wealthy" in bold letters and radiated a strong air of opulence, Lucy couldn't fall asleep no matter how much she

in comparison. Over time, as the days turned into months and years, Jackson could only follow in Enrique's

situation could only