The True Heiress's Return

With practiced precision, Shakira inserted the silver needle into the acupoint, then naturally extended her hand, taking Walter's left hand to feel his pulse. Beneath her fingertips, Shakira felt the man's pulse pounding intensely, which slightly surprised her. She instinctively looked up. "Why is your heart beating so fast?" Suddenly, Shakira found herself in an intense gaze with the man. She froze, just as Walter was the first to look away, his handsome profile turned slightly from her. The only light in the room was a soft yellow glow Shakira had left on earlier, which conveniently covered most of the blush on Walter's ears.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

His response was calm, "Because you made me angry."

Shakira went silent. She thought, 'I have every reason to suspect Walter is shifting the blame, but I can't argue against it.'

Shakira puffed her cheeks and continued to check his pulse. After a while, she smiled. "The illness has mostly been dispelled, but we can't relax just yet. The remaining part is more stubborn and needs prolonged and consistent treatment." Knowing medicine." 'his temper well, Shakira couldn't help but mumble, "You better not throw a tantrum and skip your

The comment sounded like she was soothing a child. Walter turned his gaze towards her, looking at her with an expression that seemed both simple and faintly promising. "Got it." Shakira reluctantly decided to believe him this time. While Walter was undergoing acupuncture, Shakira opened the food he had brought back. "Wow, it smells amazing," she exclaimed as she searched around. "Where's the peach blossom brew from last time..." Walter's tone was very deep. "What, are you planning on getting drunk and causing a scene again?"

Shakira was speechless.

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he said that, she immediately thought of those images she had tried hard to forget, but which were becoming cleare in her mind. With Walter's eyes on her, Shakira's face turned red. "I'm going downstairs to warm it up before eating!" she said, quickly slipping away in a rush. Walter watched her hasty retreat, his lips curling into a slow smile. Shakira ran so fast that she didn't even notice her needle kit falling to the ground.

Walter bent down to pick it up, but even the slightest movement made him feel an uncomfortable weight pressing against the front of his thigh. He stopped suddenly, staring at his own legs in disbelief, and couldn't move for a long time.. There's a

a saying, "When the wall falls, everyone pushes." Lago thought he still had a bit more time to struggle, believing that if he could get through, a new opportunity would come. But he never expected that no one would give him another chance. After the gossip and scandals erupted, he couldn't land any new deals, and nearly all his previous collaborations were halted. To make matters worse, his products were randomly chosen for inspection and were sent back after failing the quality test! Lago was dumbfounded, pleading everywhere he could for a re-examination, only to be turned away each time.

Inside the company, things were even more chaotic, with people not seeing eye to eye. Most of the long-time employees and key staff resigned, and the original major projects were either put on hold or lacked anyone responsible to continue them!

The debt collectors kicked open the Smith residence door, barging in as if they owned the place. They scared Lago and Jessie so much that they woke up in fear every night. As Lago was overwhelmed with stress, he received a notice about an emergency shareholders' meeting. He immediately called his secretary. "What shareholders' meeting? I'm the biggest

shareholder, and I didn't say anything about this. Who approved it?"

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The secretary was equally puzzled. "I-I don't know, Mr. Smith. I just got the notice myself. Maybe you should go check it out?"

Lago scolded the secretary harshly, leaving them covered in criticism before he stormed into the meeting room angrily.

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With a bang, Lago pushed the door open. The meeting room was empty, except for a hunching cleaner. Lago's eyes, intense and menacing, swept the room before he settled into the main seat.

"You, go get me a cup of tea," Lago ordered the cleaner. The cleaner nodded and left, returning a little while later with a plastic cup filled with yellow tea.

Lago looked at it with disdain, reaching out to take it. However, the moment he touched the plastic cup, it crumpled slightly, burning his hand and making him furious. He angrily poured the hot tea onto the cleaner, using him to vent his frustration:

"You useless fool! I spend so much money hiring you to work, and you can't even make a good cup of tea! You deserve to sweep trash your whole life. People like you with no brains are destined to be lowly losers forever!" "Ah!" The cleaner cried out in pain, quickly jumping back a few steps, feeling humiliated by Lago's harsh words.

"Mr. Smith sure is impressive," Shakira remarked as she walked in from the doorway, just in time to see Lago scolding someone. Her eyes flickered with an unusual emotion, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

Lago abruptly stopped, staring in disbelief at Shakira, who looked stunning in her simple casual outfit. "Why are you here?"

Shakira didn't reply and inst

and instead casually sat down on the other side of the long table. The lawyer accompanying her spread the stock contract in front of Lago.

Lago took one look and his

Suddenly, Lago felt a cold.c

immediately widened. "Those fools actually sold all my company shares?" What shocked him even more was that the person who bought all the shares was Shakira! And today's shareholders meeting was also called by Shakira! chill down his back.. Looking at Shakira at the other end of the conference table, Lago shook with anger. You little witch, where did you get all that money? tapped her slender fingers on the table. "Isn't that something you shouldn't be concerned about, Mr. Smith?"

He suddenly realized something, and everything became clear. "It's Mr. Lopez, isn't it? No wonder you insisted on leaving the Nelson residence, you've found yourself a better supporter!"

Lago was furious and full of hatred. He thought, 'How does this little brat have such good luck to catch Walter's attention?'

He suddenly thought of something, and his angry expression gradually calmed. Sitting back in his chair, Lago focused his devious gaze on Shakira. "I knew it! There's no way that everything at the company could be going wrong by coincidence. It turns out you've been sabotaging things behind the scenes."

"You've been pretending to be innocent for so many years, and now you want revenge on me? You're still just a young girl, too inexperienced! Do you really think that using Walter's connections to pressure me and buying shares in my company will bring me down?" Shakira humbly asked, "So, according to Mr. Smith, did I approach this the wrong way?" trouble!"

"Not just wrong, absolutely wrong!" Lago showed a nasty smirk. "All you've done is annoy me for a while, but now we're stuck in the same boat. You better think carefully about how much you spent buying those shares before making any Shakira shrugged. "Not too bad. Mr. Smith's company is barely hanging on. Buying those shares only cost about a million." I had dedicated over a decade of my efforts to this, and now Shakira viewed it as worthless,' Lago thought. He had a

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malicious smile on his face, but there was a strong urge to tear Shakira apart.

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