The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 340 K68%

Soon after Fiona left, a heavy rain poured down from the clear fight sky. Shakira sat by the window, watching the trees in the yard sway wildly in the storm. She was lost in thought and didn't even notice when Walter showed up behind her. "Thinking about Mrs. Banks?" asked Walter.

Shakira lifted her head, with her eyes calm and serene.

Walter held her shoulders in a comforting silence. "Don't overthink it; it's not your concern," said Walter.

"I just find it all a bit sad," replied Shakira.

Shakira turned her gaze back, staring at the view of the yard. Last year, to make it easier for kittens to climb, Levi had a row of new saplings planted there.

The wind and rain were strong now, but the sturdy trees stood like a protective wall, shielding the little saplings from the

storm.

Shakira mumbled. "Mrs. Banks treated Fiona like her pride and joy, giving her all the love and care she had. She never thought she'd end up in such a predicament because of her."

Walter looked at her face from the side, and for some reason, felt that this usually carefree woman now seemed sorrowful. His heart was slightly moved.

He couldn't help but think of the Nelson family. She was always seen as a burden there and never received any favoritism from her family.

Meanwhile, Fiona enjoyed all this, turning the easily received affection into a weapon to hurt her family. It was truly sad.

"Love can make someone confident and strong, but spoiling can lead to blindness and destruction. Mrs. Banks' way of loving was wrong," Walter said calmly. "Maybe, but I just feel so helpless in the end," said Shakira.

Shakira thought of something, rested her head on his shoulder, and curiously asked, "Why didn't you honor her last wish?"

Walter's expression darkened a bit, and he asked in annoyance, "Do you want me to agree?"

"Well, it's just that the dead deserve respect," replied Shakira.

"So what?" Walter replied openly, "There's no way I'm tying myself to Fiona because of some supposed last wish."

you and

he spoke, Walter pressed his thumb on her slender wrist, suggesting a hint

to

"No way," replied Shakira.

his actions to press on his wrist. But due to his size, she couldn't manage with one hand, so she used both to hold on. "I was listening by the door. If you had agreed with her,

thing, thinking of running

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eyebrow and easily trapped both of he

able to find me." Shakira boasted proudly. Walter's eyes darkened, and

where you run off to, I'll

the window suddenly woke Xanthe from her

skills must be amazing.

being woken up, she didn't feel sleepy or uncomfortable; instead, she felt mentally refreshed. If it weren't for the loud rain, she could have slept soundly until morning. She got up to close the window, climbed back into bed to

voice message Eve sent her a few hours ago, sounding soft and gentle. "Xanthe, are you tired from work? Have you been getting enough

you to see a musical. If you find it boring, you can ask

lost

clearly has ulterior

the check, she typed: [Auntie Eve,

honestly confessed. [When it comes to a musical,

Xanthe lacked self-discipline. It was

her to all sorts of high-end parties and

were deeply ingrained and unchangeable, so he gave up the struggle

and kind

She quickly replied with a voice message. Her tone was happy and excited. "Alright. have fun wherever

replied: [Thanks, Auntie Eve. It's getting late, you should go to bed early.

Xanthe exited

her phone, she thought for a moment

Shakira to ask if she wanted to bring

"Are you sure you