The True Heiress's Return

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Shakira sent a question mark. Benji replied, (Shakira, I really didn't know Fiona was so bold to run to the villa and provoke you like that. I would have never let her into the company if I had known.J

Who would have guessed Fiona would go around saying she got in through Walter's connections? Now Walter wants to get rid of her, and maybe me too.]

Thinking about those miserable months sent off to the northeast, Benji decided to ask Shakira for help this time. Otherwise, he might get sent to the Abyssal Rift of Zulutha next time. Shakira sighed: I know, it's not your fault. I'll have a word with Walter.]

Benji sent several crying emojis: [Shakira, whether I get out of this alive is up to you.]

Shakira's lips twitched despite herself. While everyone was distracted by Benji, Shakira checked the time and told Xanthe and the others, "I need to head home early. You guys have fun."

She turned to Larry, "Could you help take Xanthe and Rachel home later?"

Larry nodded earnestly. "Sure, I will."

Rachel was surprised. "Shakira, it's only eight-thirty."

Shakira gathered her things. "Sorry, but we turn in by ten at my house."

Rachel's round eyes widened in shock. Xanthe took a big sip of her sweet cocktail, wiped her mouth, and chuckled, "You don't understand. She's kept on a tight leash by her boyfriend at home." "Oh. Shakira has a boyfriend," Rachel said with her talking pen in surprise.

Being a reliable best friend, Xanthe didn't spill any more secrets and continued sipping her drink. She thought, 'So sweet and delicious.

Shakira quietly went away from the quieter side of the grass field. Glancing at the Maybach across the artificial lake, Shakira smiled happily.

bush, a middle-aged man with a

alcohol, he stared at Shakira's face for a while and then chuckled,

him stagger towards her, Shakira frowned,

under Charles's supervision is approved by me. So, who do you think I am?" the man asked. Shakira noticed his obviously smug expression and smiled slightly, "The

to Shakira and was less than an arm's length away from her. Ted's heart was stirred by her beautiful, exquisite

you should know how to make choices that will let

bright light flashed

with its headlights on roared to life, speeding across the

awake in fear. His feet moved faster than his brain, and he ran frantically

quickly changed direction, continuing to

bushes on both sides, with nowhere

forward like an arrow while he screamed and clutched

the grass, Ted opened his sweat-drenched eyes and found

way, causing him to fall to

headlights illuminated an angry and authoritative man seated in the back of the Maybach. He seemed like

from fear trickled down Ted's back; tears and snot unintentionally streamed

what he had done wrong to provoke this

to death and noticed the dark stains between his legs, frowning with disdain. Before Ted could speak, Brian, sitting in the

respectfully lowered his head to Shakira, took the reusable bag from her hand, and opened the car door

do these things for Shakira, Ted thought of something

the car with her head down, while Walter pulled her into his arms from where she was sitting at the edge.

I'm so stupid. I got drunk

Walter's cold, deep voice came out.