The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 347 Fiona

t out blood, with a thin stream running from her mouth as she smiled cruelly. She taunted. "Come on, do you

think I'm scared?

"I've got nothing left. If you're brave enough, kill me. I have Xanthe with me and it will haunt your life with regret. It is worth

it.*

Lunatic. The madness in Fiona's eyes was plain to see. Shakira was sure she wasn't bluffing; she would do exactly what she had said.

Shakira's eyes were icy cold and her teeth were gritted with fury She enunciated each word sharply. "Have Xanthe with you? You're not worthy. Now, tell me, what do you really want?"

Fiona wiped the blood from her mouth. "Shakira, you should know I hate you the most. If you want to save Xanthe, swap places with her." She raised an eyebrow, smirking at Shakira, waiting for her decision. Without a second thought, Shakira said, "I'll trade myself."

"Wow, you really are quite the loyal friend." Fiona sneered. "Come with me and don't try any tricks. If you tell anyone, I promise Xanthe's fate will be worse than you think."

"I need to inform the team leader that I can't attend the meeting" said Shakira.

"Shakira, you don't have any room to negotiate now." Fiona snapped impatiently.

Shakira pressed her lips together, staying silent.

Fiona washed her hands, switched off Shakira's phone, and threw it into the trash can. Then she turned and said, "You go out first and head straight to the parking garage. I'll follow right behind you." Shakira did as she was told and stepped out. Following Fiona's instructions, Shakira reached the parking lot on the third floor underground. It was near the building's supermarket loading area and was filled with goods and bustling with people. Fiona led her between two shipping containers and gestured for her to put on the black blindfold. The next moment, Shakira found herself pushed into a car, with her hands and feet tightly bound.

Shakira lay there quietly, without moving. She could constantly feel Fiona's venomous gaze, like a snake's tongue, moving

over her.

She was keeping track of the time in her head, estimating it was about half an hour before the car finally stopped.

"Take her down."At Fiona's command, Shakira only heard the car door open before she was rudely dragged out. Her canvas shoes scraped against the uneven gravel road, causing her to frown in discomfort. Right after, like a lifeless doll, she was dragged up the stairs by two men. They finally stopped after going up five or six flights and then slammed her to the ground with force.

""Shakira." It was Xanthe's voice.

Shakira struggled to sit up as the blindfold was removed. Squinting slightly, she finally, saw her surroundings clearly and saw that Xanthe was tied to a chair, with her hair messy and her face bruised. Shakira felt a sharp pang in her chest. "Xanthe."

Xanthe was both excited and full of despair, with tears streaming down her face. "Oh Shakira, you're so strong. How did you get caught by that psycho Fiona?"

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"Haha. It's because you're such a great bait" Fiona laughed as she slowly walked out from behind the stairs. "Shakira is ignoring everything else just for you." 80%1

Hearing this, Xanthe's eyes widened. She thrashed around in her chair, kicking wildly. "You nasty crazy woman. What are you planning? Let Shakira go now, or when Mr. Lopez finds out, you're in big trouble"

At the mention of Walter, Fiona's smile vanished instantly, which was replaced by a look of intense jealousy.

"Shut up." As soon as she finished speaking, two men standing nearby stepped forward, raising their hands to teach Xanthe a

lesson.

Just then, Shakira, who was on the ground, suddenly broke free from the ropes binding her hands. In a flash, two silver needles were shot from her hand. The next instant, the men clutched their hands, yelling as they fell to the floor. Shakira quickly moved to grab more silver needles, but before she could react, a syringe flew from afar and stuck firmly in her arm.

Shakira looked down, unable to react in time, and within seconds, her entire body went limp. She collapsed to the ground and was drained of strength.

It was a tranquilizer dart, but it wasn't any common dart. It was one crafted for large mammals, which was extremely powerful.

"Shakira cried Xanthe. "Fiona, what did you do to Shakira? I'll fight you until the end." Xanthe sobbed desperately.

The two men who had been stabbed with the needles pulled the needles out. They grabbed a rag from the floor and stuffed itin Xanthe's mouth to silence her. Then they walked over to Shakira and kicked her brutally several times. Shakira grunted a few times and bit her lip to bear the pain.

Xanthe shut her eyes in agony, letting out muffled cries of "sobbing".

It seemed that Fiona had anticipated this scene. She walked over with a smug smile to where Shakira lay, who was dusty and scruffy on the ground. Looking down at her with disdain, she said, "Shakira, no, I should call you 'Dr. Lonely Bird"." Xanthe halted in disbelief, with her eyes widening in shock.

Shakira slightly furrowed her brows and had already expected something like this.

"What a surprise! The legendary healer 'Dr. Lonely Bird', the famous disciple of Matthew, is in such a state today. I knew you wouldn't follow orders without a fuss, so I brought that anesthetist from Alboure Wildlife Association just for you," said Fiona. "Now without the needle, you're at my mercy," added Fiona.

Shakira looked at her with a blank expression. "We agreed. I come in exchange for Xanthe."

Fiona rolled her eyes and then gave a sinister smile. "Oh, I've changed my mind now."

She looked over at Xanthe in the distance with a cold smile. "She mouthed off at me all last night. I'm not the kind to let grudges slide easily. How can I let go of her?"

Shakira's eyes darkened. "Fiona, if you've got a problem, bring it to me. Xanthe is innocent."

Fiona's expression turned fierce instantly. "She's not innocent at all. Grandma's death is partly her fault. She was your accomplice."

"If it weren't for her saying those things to Grandma, she wouldn't have gotten so upset and had a heart attack. She could have survived," added Fiona.

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Fiona's eyes were filled with a blood-red rage, wishing she could fear them apart. "You're all responsible for Grandma's death. I want you to pay for it," added Fiona. In the Lopez Group, Benton was nearly having a breakdown. Just before the meeting, Shakira had vanished into thin air.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.