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."

unfair to you and Fiona.

on her slender wrist, suggesting a hint

me to

"No way," replied Shakira.

hand, so she used both

of running away?"

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Chapter 340

eyebrow and easily trapped both of

be able to find me." Shakira boasted proudly. Walter's

run off to, I'll

sound of the rain hitting the window suddenly woke Xanthe from her sweet

acupuncture skills must

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 turn on her bedside lamp, and picked up her phone to browse a

the voice message Eve sent her a few hours ago, sounding soft and gentle. "Xanthe, are

a musical. If you find it boring, you can ask that rascal Sean

was lost

has ulterior

she had accepted the check, she typed: [Auntie Eve, I'm free tomorrow. I can

comes to a musical, I might fall asleep. How about choosing something

Xanthe lacked self-discipline. It was just

started earning decent money, his first thought was to instill some refined tastes in the family. He took her to all sorts of high-end parties and musicals. The result was either getting drunk on cocktails or falling asleep in the best VIP seats in the

unchangeable, so he gave up the struggle and let her do whatever made her

affecting Eve's reputation. Eve was so gentle and kind to her and was her financial supporter, so she

She quickly replied with a voice message. Her tone was happy and

It's getting late, you should go to

laughed and sent her a "Good night" in return. Xanthe exited the chat, letting out a big sigh of

for a moment and suddenly came

about meeting up the next day and also messaged Shakira to ask if she wanted to bring Mr. Lopez

you sure you want