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.

around a bush, a middle-aged man with a big

at Shakira's face for a while and then chuckled, "Are you the new

stagger towards her, Shakira

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 project manager, Ted." Ted's smile grew wider, "Such a smart girl. No wonder Charles

length away from her. Ted's heart was stirred by her beautiful, exquisite face, now

choices that will let you get promoted..." As speaking, he smiled and reached

icy cold as she was about to make a move when suddenly, a bright light flashed around her. She squinted slightly, and the interruption left Ted baffled, causing him to turn his

next moment, the Maybach with its headlights on roared to

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

Maybach quickly changed direction, continuing to chase

trapped by waist-high thorn bushes on both

shot forward like an arrow while he screamed and clutched his head, hitting the target

grass, Ted opened his sweat-drenched eyes and found the hood of the Maybach just inches

him to fall to his knees on

back of the Maybach. He seemed like a demon from hell,

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

done wrong to provoke this man so much that he nearly got run

scared to death and noticed the dark stains between his legs, frowning with disdain. Before Ted could speak, Brian, sitting in the passenger seat, had already gotten out

respectfully lowered his head to Shakira, took the reusable bag from

Brian, a top aide in the company, do these things for Shakira, Ted

the car with her head down, while Walter pulled her into his arms from where

shocked that he raised his hand and slapped his face. "Damn it. I'm so stupid. I got drunk and disrespected Mr.

car, Walter's cold, deep