The True Heiress's Return

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Shakira's soft and confused voice hit Walter's heart. He had received a call from Levi, learning that Fiona and Jaslene had come to give

a hard time.

Although he knew Shakira was strong and never let anyone take advantage of her, he still worried. He dropped everything at work and rushed back without a second thought. But when he saw her, the first thing she said was... Walter was feeling all sorts of emotions and barely heard Shakira's sweet voice asking. "If you don't like me, why is there a photo of me on your desk? Are you secretly planning to strangle me or something?" Walter took a sharp breath and spoke in a voice that was so rough, "Who told you I have a photo on my

desk?"

"Fiona." Shakira tilted her head, looking like she was still thinking hard. "She came over just to show me the photo. She thought it was someone else and even said I'm a stand-in or something-"

Walter cursed quietly to himself. He took a deep breath and said, "It's the picture Brian took from outside when we were watching a movie."

Shakira finally understood and said, "Oh, so Brian took it. I was wondering." She smirked slightly and continued, "I didn't expect Brian to capture such a vibe in the photo."

Walter, for once, agreed, "It's a nice photo."

Shakira gave

Walter a sidelong glance and continued, "Nice enough for you to keep it on your desk, huh?" Her tone was playful and relaxed as if she didn't take it too seriously. Walter, for

some reason, didn't want to just brush this off. His deep eyes locked onto Shakira.

"Yes, you're right. I like you," said Walter.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

The moment Walter confirmed it, Shakira was once again caught in a daze. Walter was still all over the place, feeling a panic he couldn't control, and his large hand on Shakira's arm trembled slightly, with undeniable warmth coming off it. But Walter didn't wait for Shakira to turn around and continued, "I've never felt this can tell you that I've never had the desire to possess any other woman besides you.

way

about any

other woman. Shakira, I

"That time when I said I had feelings for you, you thought it was just about your body... I won't deny that was part of it. But at the same time, I wasn't just attracted to your body. I just didn't admit it back then.

"I used to think liking someone was silly and ridiculous, but clearly, the one who's become silly and ridiculous is me."

Walter poured out his thoughts and feelings in a jumble. He was uncertain if he hadn't said enough or worried if he had said too much.

He instinctively swallowed. His Adam's apple moved as he stared at Shakira's reaction without blinking. Just as he thought, a look of surprise and amazement flashed across Shakira's face.

However, the sense of relief Shakira showed afterward was unexpected for Walter,

Walter hesitated to speak, "You..."

Shakira smiled, "It's a good thing you don't stare at my photos every day just to try and strangle me."

Walter frowned as if deeply contemplating the meaning behind Shakira's response. After a moment, he pressed his lips together and said, "Okay, I understand."

Shakira was confused.

"What do you think you know?" asked Shakira.

Walter looked at Shakira with no expression and said, "You didn't directly address my confession, so you're rejecting me."

Shakira blinked in surprise.

Realizing that Walter thought this way, the expression on her face became serious. She quickly explained, "I didn't say I didn't like you. If I didn't like you, would I be around you all the time?" Walter narrowed his eyes, watching Shakira with suspicion. "You like me too?"

Shakira paused for a moment and said, "I guess so?"

Before she could finish her sentence, the air around them seemed to turn icy suddenly. With a dangerous vibe, Walter let out a cold, mocking laugh. "You guess so?" Shakira quickly corrected herself. "Sure, of course. I like you!" She had every reason to believe that if she answered a moment later, Walter might snap her neck... Walter let out a heavy hum and said, "Your confession might not be on point, but I'll reluctantly accept it."

Shakira couldn't hold back a smile.

Walter watched Shakira laugh so carefree. All his inner struggles and doubts disappeared instantly. And... Shakira looked beautiful when she laughed.

Walter waited for Shakira to finish laughing before putting on a serious face. "Alright then. Since you're okay, I'm going back now."

Shakira blinked in surprise and said, "Huh? I thought you were already off work."

Before Walter could explain, Shakira suddenly realized. "Oh! Levi told you that Fiona was bullying me, and you got worried and came back just for me?"

A hint of discomfort flashed across Walter's face, but he didn't deny it.

Shakira couldn't help but hold her stomach and laugh again, tears squeezing from her eyes. "Alright, I can tell you do like me a lot."

Walter's ears got a bit warm. He shouted in frustration, "Shakira!"

"I'm not laughing at you. I just think... Hahaha. It's amusing." Shakira tried to control herself but couldn't. "You're just too cute. Hahaha!" Walter was rendered speechless.

He lifted his hand furiously. Shakira half-closed her eyes, not dodging as she watched Walter place his hand on her face, angrily squeezing her cheeks.

Yet Walter still wasn't satisfied because Shakira kept laughing. He wanted to tease her even more!

Walter's Adam's apple moved, his hand sliding from squeezing Shakira's cheek to the back of her head, cupping her face, and pulling her lovely features right in front of him.

Shakira's eyes widened instantly, too shocked to speak as her hands ended up on the firm chest of the man in front of her. A moment later, a warm sensation enveloped her lips...