The True Heiress's Return

Shakira always knew Walter was shameless, but she never imagined he'd be like this! She had already learned to breathe while kissing, but he still was

satisfied. Afte

a short break, he was ready for more practice!!

The next morning.

Benji yawned and played with his phone in the restaurant early. When Walter and Shakira arrived, one looked energetic and wide awake, while the other was rubbing her eyes sleepily.

Benji glanced between them with a gossip-loving glint in his eyes, finally focusing on their slightly swollen, flaky lips. He let out a light hiss and moved close to

Valter, whispering, "Did you have another argument with Shakira?"NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Walter smirked casually and said, "No."

Benji was surprised and said, "No argument? Then why do you and Shakira look like this?"

Although Benji and Walter were speaking quietly, Shakira, who was sitting beside them, could hear it and suddenly coughed. Walter said calmly, "It could be for other reasons." Shakira fell silent.

Benji was taken aback for a moment. Then, as if realizing something, he grinned widely like a silly fool, his eyes brimming with joyful tears. "I never thought I'd see Walter flaunting his romance. I've waited so long for this day!" Wiping the tear from the corner of his eye, he took out his phone and showed a picture to Walter. "I strongly recommend this lip balm. It's moisturizing and perfect for you and Shakira."

Walter reflexively frowned at the girly product. As a man, he would surely refuse it. However, he took a closer look at the description, thought for a bit, and turned to Shakira. "Do you prefer strawberry or mango?" Unknowingly, Shakira almost had her head buried in her plate and muttered a word. "Eat!"

Walter nodded and wasn't bothered by Shakira's fierce reaction. Instead, he had a playful smile and told Benji. "Get every flavor."

Benji ordered without hesitation and mumbled. "No problem. I think you'll finish it in a month!"

Walter simply replied, "Yeah."

Shakira felt overwhelmed. She realized that Walter was now strutting around like a showy peacock flaunting himself everywhere!

Benji could sense Shakira's frustration, chuckling as he said, "Walter finally opened his heart. It's his first time, so he might be a bit too excited. Please be patient with him, Shakira."

Shakira sighed, rubbing her forehead in exasperation, and said, "I'm full. I'm going back to my room to check my grades."

Walter stared at Shakira

and said, "Do you want me to go

with you?"

Shakira quickly waved her hand. "You should hurry to work. I'll tell you the results when they're out."

Walter nodded. "Okay."

Shakira quickly slipped out of the dining room, embarrassed. Levi and the other servants had been holding in their laughter for a while, bowing their heads and shaking slightly to keep from giggling. Benji didn't spare Walter, laughing out loud and holding his stomach. "Walter, you're so impatient, Don't scare Shakira!"

"Really?" Walter squinted, suspicious.

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"Of course, there is. I'm telling you, you can't keep doing this. You have to take things slow and let your feelings grow step by step. If you rush things, it could end badly," Benji advised like someone with experience. "Didn't I teach you last time? You need to apply what I showed you," he continued.

Walter furrowed his brow, not responding right away, deep in thought.

Inside the room.

Shakira splashed water on her face to finally cool the heat in her cheeks. It was so embarrassing! She shook her head and logged into the school's official website early, ready to check her grades as soon as it hit ten. Crescentville University's system was efficient, releasing end-of-term results quickly. When results were posted, they also included student rankings. As soon as it hit ten, Shakira refreshed the page, and after a brief pause, her grades appeared. Shakira looked through each subject until her eyes rested on the final ranking. A green number one. She was the first in her class.

Xanthe: [Hey, Shakira, I got ranked 53rd! What about you?!]

Xanthe was the first to share th

good

news. Shakira replied with a screenshot, and Xanthe on the other end was ecstatic.

Xanthe: [No way! First place?! Even without the listening section, you're still first?! That's incredible!]

Shakira replied: [I remembered som

of the listening answers and filled in about half. They must've been right.]

Xanthe was even more excited. [In that situation, do you still have the mind to listen? Wow, genius, please accept my respect!].

Shakira smiled softly and suddenly remembered she forgot to tell Walter, so she sent the screenshot to him.

Walter, probably on his way to the office, replied quickly. [Congratulations.]

Shakira thought for a moment and typed. [Just this?]

In the Maybach, Walter stared at the emojis on his phone, lost in thought. Benji seized the moment, shamelessly leaning over to take a look. Sure enough, it was the lovey-dovey chat of a couple! "Walter, it's a great opportunity!" Benji exclaimed excitedly.

Walter was puzzled and asked, "What do

you mean?"

"Come on. Shakira got first in her grade and all you said was congratulations. She's hinting at a gift!" Benji was anxious.

He thought, "Their Lopez family had such great genes, but why was his brother still such a male chauvinist who couldn't figure out romance even at his age?'

Walter looked at Shakira's message with doubt. "Really?"

"Trust me, Shakira hardly ever asks for a gift. Walter, pay attention and think carefully about what would be a good gift for her," said Benji.

Walter thought for a moment and replied to Shakira. [Okay, I got it.]

Meanwhile, Shakira looked at the message Walter sent, feeling puzzled again. A vague sense of unease crept into her heart. side, she was still sending messages. [Shakira, where are you?! Take a look at the group chat. Hahahahaha] Over on Xanthe

Mon,

Only then did Shakira leave the chat with Walter and join the cl group burst into activity.

Shakira scrolled through the chat history and noticed that out o

[Where's Shakira? Why hasn't she shown up? Did she do badly a