The True Heiress's Return

Shakira was woken by the sunlight streaming through the window. Instinctively, she raised her hand to shield her eyes. Once her vision adjusted to the brightness, she sat up in a daze. The large master bedroom was empty; its owner had vanished without a trace. Clearly, Walter left her after using her. "Tsk. how ungrateful, Shakira muttered to herself.

But t then she realized that she had done the same thing before. It was good that they were birds of a feather.

She opened the door, intending to head back to her room and freshen up, but to her surprise, Levi was waiting outside. Both of them froze for a moment.

Levi was the first to smile widely. "Ms. Nelson, you're awake. Are you feeling alright?"

"Uh. Levi, you might be asking the wrong person, Shakira replied, thinking to herself, 'Shouldn't Walter be the one feeling unwell?

Levi cleared his throat, his face suddenly full of admiration and gratitude. "Last night, thanks to you, Mr. Lopez was able to get through the episode safely. Ms. Nelson, thank you."

"It was nothing: I just did what t I ould do. But you all should really be better prepared next time. If it happens again, he might not get off so easily," Shakira said.

Walter was such a tall, proud, and arrogant man, and yet last night, after just ten minutes of pain, his eyes had looked so vacant. Shakira couldn't imagine how he'd managed to endure every past episode.

And she couldn't help but wonder, 'In the previous life, had Walter ever gotten the chance to heal his legs? If not... Her face fell slightly.

"Yes, all the expired painkillers have been disposed of, and Brian has arranged for ten backup generators to keep Mr. Lopez's medication cool," said Levi

Shakira nodded. “Good. I'm going to head back to my room now

"Okay, Ms. Nelson. Please rest well. Mr. Lopez has already gone to the office. Before he left, he told me to make sure you rest well for the next few days," Levi said..

Shakira snorted, thinking. At least he had some sense. After spending the whole night in Walter's sweaty embrace, Shakira felt sticky all over. She took a long shower, and when she came out, she saw a message from Sean Sean had taken up the task Brian had posted on the dark web and asked if she needed their help. Shakira typed, I'll handle this.]

She opened her laptop, entered her password, and logged into her dark web account. In her inbox, she found the video Sean had sent her.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

The video was from the surveillance footage she had personally destroyed, and she was not going to restore it. Shakira opened the missing segment of the footage, her fingers flying across the keyboard, Half an hour later, she compressed the video and sent it out through her émail. Finally done the task, Shakira lay down on the bed, ready to enjoy a well-deserved rest.

In the CEO's office of Lopez Group, Walter stared at the multi-million-dollar contract in front of him. Ten minutes had passed, and he hadn't absorbed a single word His expression was slightly distracted.

Brian stepped forward, clearing his throat. "Mr. Lopez, the hospital surveillance video has been restored."

Walter glanced at him, and Brian immediately handed him the bibler. The video had cut off after Lonely Bird entered the hallway.

Once restored, it clearly showed Lonely Bird entering the corridor. On screen, Lonely Bird removed her black outfit to reveal a nurse's long uniform underneath

Still wearing a mask, Lonely Bird slipped out of the hallway, disappearing into the crowded elevator area, seamlessly with the flow of nurses. It became impossible to distinguish this person from the others.

Although the surveillance had been restored, it provided no actionable information. Walter dragged the progress bar back and forth, watching the footage twice. "Are you sure it's reliable?"

Brian hod nodded. "Yes, the task was handled by Toothpick, the top hacker on the dark web right now."

Walter's expression grew a little strange. "That ID is quite... unique.".

"I don't know the story, but I do know that half a year ago, Toothpick registered a new account on the dark web and hacked through the firewall of the then top hacker, Cheetah. It was the first live-streamed hacker duel in dark web history, and Cheetah was utterly defeated. Later, it was revealed that Toothpick was doing this for Cheetah's ex-girlfriend, who had been cheated on and dumped by him," said Brain. Walter's expression returned to normal. "No need to continue pursuing it. Let Shakira handle it.

Brian nodded. "Understood."

brief

f pause, he hesitated before asking, "Mr. Lopez, can Ms. Nelson really heal your legs?"

Altera now." said Walter.

"I don't

Then why-Brian was confused.

"Last night, she helped me," Walter simply said.

Those few few simple words s carried a lot of weight. Brian understood Walter's meaning and didn't ask any more questions,

"I see." He was about to leave when Walter called out to him again

Walter's expression showed a brief flicker of hesitation. "Have you heard any updates about what I asked you to look into?" Brian blinked, quickly realizing what Walter meant. "You mean the mysterious person with the fox mask?" "Yes, that person," said Walter.

"We're still searching diligently. But, Mr. Lopez, without knowing if they're male or female, and with only a fox mask and a bullet necklace as clues... we'll try again," Brian replied.

Walter waved his hand. "Go on."

After Brian left, Walter's fingers unconsciously tapped the surface of his desk.

He didn't know why, but when he woke up this morning and saw Shakira curled up in his arms, her fists tucked against her chest, it struck him her sleeping posture was identical to that of the person with the fox mask from before. Shakira's face briefly flashed through his mind. Walter shook his head quickly, frowning. 'How could I even begin to associate Shakira with that fox mask guy? They are from completely different worlds!'

In the past few days, Walter hadn't troubled Shakira or demanded that she fulfill her duties as a maid.

Shakira enjoyed the rare free time, spending her mornings teasing Baby Fishy at the crocodile pool and taking the opportunity to review the semester's material. Before she knew it, the school season had arrived. Baby Fishy, who had lost a few pounds due to Shakira's tricks, finally seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Shakira declined Levi's offer of a ride and walked out of Eastlake Valley Estate to catch a bus. By the time she reached the

she

was late. She decided not to decline Levi's offer in the future. campus,

Two years ago, she had come to the university for registration, but then the unexpected had happened. Unlike the typical freshmen who received their acceptance letters, Shakira went straight to the registrar's office. When she explained her situation to the registrar, the registrar, whose name was Chandler Lee, didn't bother checking her records. Leaning back in his chair, he casually replied, "You don't need to register. Your father have already come here to process your withdrawal Shakira's expression turned blank. "I submitted a reinstatement application before, and the university's website confirmed it and sent me a notice. How was I unaware that I had been withdrawn?" website is slow to update. Coincidentally, your father just submitted the withdrawal application this morning, and it's clearly written here," said Chandler.

"The!

With that, Chandler pulled out the withdrawal application, and Lago's name was prominently signed in the parent section. Shakira's name was also present in the student signature section.

She pointed to the signature. "That's not my signature. I had no knowledge of this; the withdrawal application is invalid." Chandler looked at her as if she were foolish and suddenly laughed. "Young lady, this is Crescentville University; it's not a place where you call the shots. When I tell you to leave, you leave." "Really? So y

you're the one calls the shots here? Suddenly, someone said behind Chandler.