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."

would be unfair to you and Fiona. Also,

his thumb on her slender wrist, suggesting a hint of

you want me to agree with her?"

"No way," replied Shakira.

hand, imitating 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, I'd have packed up and left right away,"

of running away?"

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easily trapped both of he hands in

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

run off to, I'll still bring you back,"

of the rain hitting the window suddenly woke Xanthe from her

skills must

she could have slept soundly until morning. She got up to close the window, climbed back into bed to turn on her

soft and gentle. "Xanthe, are you tired from work? Have you been getting

I'd like to invite you to see a musical. If you find it boring, you can ask that rascal Sean

lost

clearly has ulterior

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

honestly confessed. [When it comes to a musical,

not that Xanthe lacked self-discipline. It was just musicals

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

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

Eve was so gentle and

almost midnight and Eve was still awake. She quickly replied with a voice

getting late,

sent her a "Good night" in return. Xanthe exited the chat,

thought for a moment and suddenly came up with

next day and also messaged Shakira to ask if she wanted to

surprised and asked, "Are you sure you want