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.

"Tll start

massaged her for quite a while,

while. He gently lifted her and

unknowingly closed her eyes and drifted off into

dares to treat me like a free massage

were complaining, his movements as he placed her on the bed were

at her sleeping face, his eyes softer than the moonlight outside. He used his strength to get onto the bed, turned off all the bright lights, leaving only a dim yellow lamp on, and then wrapped her in

closer and could faintly hear her soft, gentle breathing.

man kissed her lips gently like a dragonfly touching the water,

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Chapter 213

her cousig Lucy online and brought her into the group.

OUL.

from Sean: [What did you mean just now? Is that

weren't partners in the game, different

Sean: [Heh.]

Gideon say he heard sounds from Shakira's side? Was someone really there instead of just the

smoothed the cool sheet mask over her face. When she glanced down

(Shakira said it

we're just overthinking.] He definitely wasn't going to get himself in big

conversation with him, so she said she was

Lucy popped up and gave her

"You don't still want to

the bush. "Xanthe, who were those two we just played with?

Xanthe

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 in the game! That's just

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

Jackson, was in business with Enrique, but he lacked the stamina 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

Jackson's situation could only be considered a modest middle-class