The True Heiress's Return

"Ah!" Yvette sputtered as she swallowed some water. She coughed violently as she crawled out, completely drenched. The temperature at the mountain's peak was low, and the water was icy cold, making her shiver all over. Barely managing to stand, Yvette wobbled, still unsteady, when the person behind her suddenly kicked again. This time, she tumbled head over heels into the water, swallowing several mouthfuls.

As she thought about the muddy water she was drenched in, Yvette gagged, clutching her throat and retching a few times before lifting her head. Her eyes were filled with fierceness.

When she saw Shakira standing on the bank with her arms crossed and an indifferent expression, Yvette widened her eyes in fury. She screamed, "Shakira, have you lost your mind? How dare you treat me like this?" Shakira gave a slight smirk, took out a tiny object, and tossed it onto Yvette. When Yvette looked down, a flicker of panic flashed across her face. It was a signal jammer!

She suppressed the biting cold, biting her lip hard to stay rational. "What do you mean? Don't think you can just throw things at me and make up lies out of thin air!" "So, do you want me to throw the fingerprint results in your face?"

Yvette was completely shocked-Shakira actually went through the trouble of getting a professional analysis?! Instinctively, she felt it couldn't be true and thought Shakira was just trying to scare her.

But...when she thought about all the times she had been at a disadvantage because of Shakira, her mind was in turmoil, unable to tell if what Shakira said was true!Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Even though Yvette quickly suppressed her emotions, Shakira immediately saw through her thoughts. She sneered coldly, "If you act foolish again, I won't mind breaking your hands again."

Recalling the intense pain from not long ago, Yvette couldn't help but shake even more violently! Shakira glanced at her own shoes, splattered by Yvette's flailing, with disdain and then turned to leave. Yvette suddenly clenched her fists. "Shakira!" Her tone was soft yet deliberately haughty. "I advise you to be sensible and cease engaging in futile acts to attract Joe's attention."

Shakira ignored her, continuing to walk ahead, clearly not in the mood to listen to Yvette's love story.

Yvette, frustrated, shouted again, "Do you know why Joe didn't join you on the flight you both planned?" "He was with me that night. That night, I became his girlfriend!

Shakira paused for a moment, then without looking back, she coldly said, "Oh," and went on her way.

Yvette sat in the water, staring at Shakira's slender back with intense resentment in her eyes as if she wished she could burn holes through her!

Shakira had just come around from behind when someone blocked her way. She looked at the tall man in front of her calmly. "What's the matter?"

"Shakira, why did it turn out like this between us?" Joe's voice was filled with struggle. "I can apologize, and I can make up for it. No matter how angry you are at me, it's been so long. Why can't you forgive me?" Shakira laughed at his words. Why should she forgive him just because he apologized? Why did he think that as time passed, she should just act like nothing ever happened?

Maybe in a previous life, she would have wanted to ask why, but now, it was no longer necessary.

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"Joe, I'll say this one last time there's no way we can be friends again. No matter what you do, it's just impossible." With that, she walked past him without hesitation.

Joe was not willing to give up; he grabbed Shakira's wrist, his face full of emotion. "Is it because of Yvette and the Nelson family? If it really matters that much to you, I can break up with her..."

"Joe!" Joe was startled by the call and turned in the direction of the voice. There, not far away, stood Yvette. She was completely drenched, her face ashen. It seemed as if she could collapse at any moment. "Yvette?"

Yvette ran over and threw herself into Joe's arms. "Joe, I'm so cold. Please take me back. I'm freezing, boo hoo..."

Before Joe could say something, he looked up again and saw Shakira had already left. He pressed his lips together and took Yvette, who was still shivering, back.

The conditions at the mountaintop were pretty basic, so to get Yvette a hot shower as soon as possible, Joe paid a lot for an eco-suite at a camping hotel that was fully booked. He bought it from another guest. Such a considerate and generous move naturally became the envy of all the classmates, who couldn't stop talking about it.

"That guy took the chance to raise the price! The original cost for that suite was only 1 thousand dollars, but Joe paid 10 thousand dollars!"

"Oh my! That guy really overcharged him!"

"It's because there are only five indoor eco-suites at the top. With Mr. Lopez and Mr. Reynolds occupying two and two others under maintenance, there's just one left for the entire mountaintop. Of course, it costs a fortune!" "Just to take a shower, it costs 10 thousand dollars... Joe really spoils Yvette!"

"That amount of money is nothing to Joe."

Yvette was wrapped in a big towel, feeling all warm and cozy, her cheeks blushing. "Guys, please don't make fun of me. If I hadn't accidentally fallen into the water, Joe wouldn't have had to spend so much..."

Berry twirled her hair with a smile. "Joe is really nice to you. You don't need to be modest about it. Unlike some people who think going up the mountain with Mr. Lopez is such a big deal. Now, they're left out and have to cook their own instant noodles alone!" Xanthe, who was just laughing at Yvette for falling into the water, suddenly changed her expression and stood up quickly. "You've got the nerve to insult us? You wish Mr. Lopez would give you a ride, but he didn't even spare a glance at you!"

Berry, who felt hit right where it hurt, was furious. "What's it to you, Xanthe? Are you Shakira's lackey, that you're rushing to attack people?"

Xanthe crossed her arms with a nonchalant smile. "Oh, I just love supporting Shakira, so what? And aren't you also eager to be Yvette's fan? It's like the pot calling the kettle black."

Berry was rendered speechless.

Just then, the manager of the camping hotel came over with a cart full of delicious dishes, standing out among the instant food and ready-to-eat meals. Berry looked over at Yvette. "Joe is so considerate, ordering all this tasty food for you!" Yvette patted her flat stomach with an embarrassed smile. "After all that running around, I'm really tired. There's so much food. Let's all eat together."

"Wow! Yvette, you're generous!" Everyone cheered as they rushed forward, but the manager stopped them.

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He turned and bowed slightly toward Shakira, who was savoring the instant noodles. In a respectful tone, he said, "Miss, Mr. Reynolds has instructed the hotel to prepare this lunch for you. The ingredients were brought from the store at the foot of the mountain this morning, and it was cooked by a Michelin-star chef. Please enjoy it."

Yvette's smile froze. Everyone else was stunned.

Someone thought, 'Mr. Reynolds? Sea