The True Heiress's Return

Shakira looked at the real face of 'Matthew' in front of her and couldn't help but smirk sarcastically, "Impressive! Matthew is truly the top national doctor; not only can he treat illnesses, but he can also beautify himself and turn back the clock by twenty or thirty years!" Fiona felt something was off as well. But in this situation, I can't let Shakira run wild on my turf "Shut up! Shakira, you think you can just identify him as not being Matthew because you found someone else?"

"What else can I say? Ms. Banks, when you had long hair, couldnt you have grown some brain cells too? Matthew was already seventy years old before retiring, no matter how well he takes care of himself, he couldn't look like him!"

Fiona's eyes widened, and she was infuriated yet had no idea how to refute.

Ignoring her, Shakira turned the camera back to her phone, and it switched back to Jasmin.

Jasmin spoke quickly, "Someone is impersonating Matthew and deceiving others, greatly damaging the reputation of Matthew and Clusia Hospital. My master has already gone to the police to report this. By the way, my master asked if the victim has lost any money or suffered other losses; remember to keep the evidence!"

Shakira casually smiled. "No worries, the person is caught and can't escape. As for the losses, it's just 30 million dollars."

"Oh, 30 million dollars.. how much???" Jasmin was left stunned

Seeing Walter's face turn furious, Shakira dared not provoke the tiger's temper further, "The police will be here soon I'll send you the address, we can chat later. With that, she quickly hung up the call.

Walter's icy gaze shifted away from Shakira, and he stared expressionlessly at the imposter.

He had unknowingly clenched his jaw and said coldly, "Brian, take him away; you handle it personally."

The imposter was so frightened by Walter's chilling aura that he knelt on the ground, "Mr. Lopez, I didn't recognize the great mountain, if I had known the patient was you, I would never have come! Please, spare me this time; Fll return the check... Brian wouldn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, covering his incessantly chattering mouth and dragging him out.

Fiona was still in a daze, "How could it be fake? How could this happen... Suddenly, her fierce gaze locked onto Shakira again, "You've known Matthew all along, haven't you? You've been hiding it from us?"This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

'Fiona doesn't reflect on how she almost ruined Walter's life by bringing in a fraud; now she's blaming me. Truly a spoiled and unreasonable young lady. Shakira raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean, Ms. Banks!"

"Oh, what do I mean? Shakira, with so many secrets, what's your purpose in getting close to Walter?" She asked sharply, and even Walter looked over, his gaze heavy with understanding.

"What secrets have I hidden?" Shakira feigned ignorance, "Oh, are you referring to my connection with Matthew's disciple? "Shakira, you're pretending not to know!" Fiona grew more agitated, observing Shakira's strange behavior after seeing the imposter, even more convinced that Shakira must know about Matthew, "Walter! Shakira definitely knows Matthew; her behavior towards that imposter was odd, as if she already knew he was a fraud but deliberately didn't say anything, just watching us being fooled by a con artist!" Reflecting on how she and once treated that fraud as a distinguished guest, hoping he could cure Walter's leg. Now thinking back... It's simply an enormous humiliation! If this gets out, won't I be mocked by the second-generation elites in the circle?!

Fiona's eyes turned red, "Shakira, you think it's amusing to watch me and Walter be made fools of, don't you?"

Shakira smirked silently, "What do you mean, Ms. Banks? Now that you're questioning me, would you have believed it if 1 80 75%

had said he was a fake Matthew when I arrived?"

Shakira snickered. "You'd probably have someone kick me out, fearing I would offend the Matthew you worked so hard to invite

Fiona clenched her jaw, at a loss for words.

Shakira didn't care about her and turned to Walter.

The man's face was gloomy, and Shakira was unsure if he had taken in Fiona's words.

Shakira exhaled, "Indeed, the first time I saw him, I found it strange; the Matthew described by the outside world is mysterious, but he isn't someone with an aloof and arrogant demeanor, how could he hide his face to see a patient? He didn't even do the basic assessments of looking, hearing, asking, and feeling

"Moreover, he was reluctant to treat and acted more like a haggler at a marketplace, retreating to advance. Matthew isn't a person who would seek fame; if he truly wished to donate to medicine, he wouldn't accept such an exorbitant consultation

fee

"As for knowing Matthew's disciple.. that was indeed a coincidence. I didn't know that highly reputable director but accidentally learned that the head of a beauty salon I visited was that director's student, which led me to think of contacting him for confirmation." Shakira explained everything at once, exhaling sofily. "If I'm still to be blamed for this, then I have nothing to say."

Fiona scoffed, "You've spoken both good and bad, and now you say you have nothing to say? Walter

"Shut up.

"Did you hear that? Walter told you to shut up." Fiona shot a provocative glance at Shakira.

Walter's voice lowered further, "Fiona, I said to shut up."

Fiona trembled, feeling both wronged and hurt, "Walter, 1..."

"You can't blame anyone else for causing this mess."

After saying that, Walter glanced at Shakira, "Let's go back."

Shakira understood and pushed him out of Fiona's house.

Walter left coldly and mercilessly, and in a fit of rage, Fiona smashed the delicate antique coffee cups on the table into pieces. The servants trembled in fear, and Fiona warned them fiercely. "If any of you dare to leak a word about today's events, you'll regret it!" Shakira pushed Walter into the elevator; when the doors closed, they were the only two in the ten-square-meter space. She glanced at the mirrored glass and caught a glimpse of Walter-his expression was indeed terrifying

Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively straightened her back. "Ah

Walter stared at her with a resentful gaze. "What effect do those three acupuncture points he used on me have?"

Shakira answered honestly. "The first point is for calming the mind, and the second and third are for treating kidney deficiency...

Walter gritted his teeth. "Since you know, why didn't you stop him!"

"Mainly because those are minor points; they won't harm the vital areas. Besides, he knows acupuncture; it's fine to occasionally use one or two needles." Shakira intended to comfort him, but as soon as she finished speaking, she felt an event colder atmosphere in the elevator.

"Are you saying I need treatment for kidney deficiency?"

This, this..."

A chill ran up

out.

Shakira's spine. She swallowed hard, just then, the elevator arrived at their floor, and she hurriedly stepped

Unexpectedly, the man behind her suddenly grasped her wrist. Shakira was startled, tripping slightly, and her whole body leaned backward-