The True Heiress's Return

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At Eastlake Valley Estate, Shakira wrapped a measuring tape around her fingers, trying to check the length.

Since tailoring needed precise measurements, Shakira secretly wrote down Walter's size, planning to surprise him.

As she was fiddling with the tape, Walter walked out from his herbal bath. She quickly put the tape away and changed her face to a broad smile. "Finished?" Shakira asked, patting the spot next to her. "Come here. Let me give you a relaxing massage."

Shakira was sitting cross-legged on the dark blue velvet bed, her short-sleeved pajamas revealing her alluring body.

As she spoke, her lively eyes sparkled with excitement on her charming face, like a playful little fox seeking its owner's affection.

Walter looked at her intently. "Why do you suddenly want to give me a massage?"

"I've been busy with the program lately and haven't given you acupuncture. A massage will help relax your tense muscles."

Walter didn't refuse and lay face down on the bed, enjoying the impromptu massage from Shakira.

Her considerate gesture delighted him.

However, her hands soon wandered to areas where they probably shouldn't have been.

Walter stayed calm, patiently waiting for Shakira to expose her true intentions.

Shakira secretly took the measurements around Walter's neck, shoulders, back muscles, and waist.

Then, Shakira's eyes involuntarily moved downward. Her hands began to slide sneakily down along his waist.

Just as she was about to touch Walter's butt, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. The next moment, the world spun, and Shakira found herself lying prone on the bed, firmly pinned down. Walter's warm breath fanned behind her ear. Shakira turned her head and met his intense gaze.

In the brief moment, their eyes met, she saw the unhidden desire in his eyes.

Startled, she quickly turned her gaze away as her heart beat rapidly, thinking, 'Oh gosh, I have accidentally crossed the line.

Walter was filled with restless energy. His voice was extremely hoarse and raw. "Do you think I'm just letting you have your way?"

His words were laced with a bit of breathlessness, making Shakira's face redden.

Suddenly, Shakira tucked her head under the covers, pretending to be upset. "I'm giving you a massage out of kindness, and you're mad at me? Fine, I'll go to sleep."

Watching her play the victim, Walter was angry yet amused, knowing he was powerless against her.

right. I am completely captivated by

hospital just when the doctor came out

She's always been healthy. How could she suddenly start coughing up

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fleece flower root, leading to acute liver failure. We've given her a stomach pump. However, her body is weak, and the situation is

a step. Thankfully, Sophie caught him, preventing a

Haruca resting and recuperating. How could she take the wrong medication and get this

hospital and scolded coldly, "Grandma has a nutritionist planning her meals. How could she have ingested

servants were already trembling in fear. Now, with Fiona

see a doctor who prescribed a bunch of herbs. Who

to take Grandma to

pleaded. "No! It was Ms. Banks's decision. She

suddenly, her mind went blank, and for a moment, she

reality, Fiona frantically grabbed the servant's arm, her

servant, terrified, cried even harder. "It's Dr. Lonely Bird from

thought in astonishment and quickly walked away as if she had just remembered

number. As soon as it connected, she eagerly asked, "Have you made

Banks,

hearing the words, Fiona chilled to

continued, "I followed your instructions and secretly altered the prescription Lonely Bird gave the patient. Today, a patient filled in

the patient's family

did you do it?"

prescribed to the raw one. There is only a one-word difference, but the effects are worlds apart. At that dose, it's lethal; most people wouldn't withstand it." Howard felt a hint of pride and was

bit of Fiona's hope crashed when

pupils trembled, and her eyes were

'How ridiculous!

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