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.

start paying attention from

quite a while, until his wrists began to feel a bit sore, at which point

realized that Shakira hadn't spoken for a while. He gently lifted

her eyes and drifted off into

the first one who dares

he placed her on the bed

strength to get onto the bed, turned off all the bright lights, leaving

leaned in closer and could faintly hear her soft, gentle breathing. 'She was even snoring, Walter

a dragonfly touching the water, held her close, and they

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Chapter 213

cousig Lucy online

OUL.

Xanthe got a stream of voice messages from Sean: [What did you mean

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

Sean: [Heh.]

Gideon say he heard sounds from

over her face. When she glanced down

said it was just the

we're just overthinking.] He definitely wasn't

with him, so she said she

popped up and gave her

frowned as she picked up the call. "You don't still

was super excited, beating around the bush. "Xanthe, who were those two we

why?" Xanthe

has a ton of coins! He must have spent at least a hundred thousand in the game! That's

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

and execution skills that Enrique had, always falling short in comparison. Over time, as the days turned into months and years, Jackson could only follow in Enrique's footsteps, picking up the small business opportunities that his older brother occasionally let

situation could only