The True Heiress's Return

Walter slightly raised his chin. While talking, they had arrived at the elevator. Brian pressed the up button for all eight elevators, but since they were in a hospital, Walter didn't use any privileges. They waited just like other patients. Meanwhile, in the nephrology department, Yvette emerged from the examination room, her face pale. Jessie

rushed to her side, gripping her arm tightly with concern. In a tone only the two of them could understand, she asked, "Did the exam go well?" Yvette nodded slightly. Jessie breathed a sigh of relief, but Yvette had already shifted her attention to Rebecca and the others, walking toward them..

Seeing

her r hands empty, Jessie's mind wandered to the earlier encounter with Shakira downstairs, recalling the hurtful words that had stung her deeply. Yvene had been calling Rebecca "mom," and had grown closer to her, closer than she had ever been to Jessie. Jessie felt bitter. But she could do nothing. After all, she couldn't afford to offend the Nelson family. what's wrong? Why is your face so pale? Are you feeling unwell?" Rebecca asked with concern. Of course.

Yvette,

"Mom, I'm fine. It's just that every time I go in for a checkup, I can't help but think about not having a kidney donor for the surgery, and it makes me... a little scared, answered Yvette.

Rebecca immediately scolded her in a low voice, "Nonsense, Finn will have good news soon. Don't think too much about it." Hearing this, Yvette shook her head, a smile slowly spreading across her face as she replied in a gentle voice, "Actually, the reason I agree to Dr. Lonely Bird's checkup isn't just so Felix could have a chance to collaborate with her. I also don't want to distract Finn. He's already busy enough managing the company. Besides, if I don't need a kidney transplant, things will be easier for Shakira, too. There won't be any more tension in the family because of my illness. If I can just make it through this, everything will get better, won't it?" Rebecca was deeply moved by her words. She felt an overwhelming sense of guilt toward Yvette, thinking that she was a selfless child, who always thought of the family first, always willing to sacrifice for them, and never once considering how much pain or hardship she had endu had endured. Mitchell, who had remained silent, furrowed his brow slightly. For some reason, hearing Yvette mention Shakira gave him an odd feeling. Something about it didn't sit right, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Just then, Yvette spoke softly again, "You've given me such a privileged life. I've been loved and cherished since my childhood. Now it's my turn to give back to the family. Even if one day I'm no longer with you all, I won't have any regrets..." Rebecca, overwhelmed with emotion, stepped forward and hugged Yvette tightly. "You silly girl, you'll always be my precious daughter, the darling of our entire family. Nothing, and no one, will ever change that When Shakira arrived, she caught sight of Rebecca hugging Yvette. Her heart remained unaffected, but her gaze toward Yvette was sharp, filled with an ice-cold chill. Just as Sha as Shakira was about to approach, Paul appeared out of nowhere, holding Yvette's test results in hand, adopting a highly professional tone. "Ms. Nelson's condition has worsened slightly compared to before. There's been a mild increase in inflammation in the kidneys, and I her blood test shows she's weak, with a low white blood cell count. She'll need to be mindful of her emotions and ensure a proper rest schedule." Hearing this, Shakira's lips curled into a sneer beneath her mask-biting and filled with scorn. She knew Paul was lying. Yvette didn't have any illness. Her kidney function was perfectly normal. She didn't need any treatment at all

Shakira had already thought of this possibility, but now, having seen Yvette's examination results with her own eyes, she was certain that everything in her past life had been a lie.

The sisterhood, the kidney-transplant, the voluntary liver donation, and the sudden car accident were all parts of Yvette s plan. Perhaps it wasn't just Yvette; there were others involved. They had orchestrated a grand scheme, one that not only took Shakira's kidney but also

life.

ner me.

Shakira loathed Yvette, and she despised everyone in the Nelson family equally. Now, she was consumed with a burning desire to destroy Yvette-the deceitful, greedy manipulator who had stolen her life-and to obliterate her foolish families. who had placed their unwavering trust in the true villain.

Without realizing it, Shakira's fists had clenched tightly. The raging hatred in her chest surged uncontrollably, a fiery blaze that threatened to consume her sanity and rationality entirely.

Just then, the buzz of her phone in her pocket snapped her back to reality. There were several messages from Sean.

[Boss, what are you doing at the hospital? And you've publicly announced you're Lonely Bird?!

You're out of your mind! The people who've been trying every trick to get a consultation with Lonely Bird are heading to the hospital!]

And Walter, the cripple from the Lopez family is already at the hospital!]

"Dr. Lonely Bird, Dr. Lonely Bird?" Suddenly, she heard Paul's voice. Shakira's gaze slowly shifted from her phone to Paul's

face

Paul stood before her, speaking with an authoritative tone that left no room for argument, 'As Yvette's attending physician, based on her test results, I cannot approve any treatment other than a kidney transplant at this time." Jessie quickly interjected, "Since Dr. Jenkins said so, maybe we should forget about the experiment. Yvette's too fragile; we can't let her be a test subject!"

Yvette interrupted her, "Mom, I can make my own decisions."This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Shakira quietly put away her phone, her previously cold gaze now passing over Paul, landing on Yvette and the others, who were anxiously awaiting her verdict with bated breath.

She finally spoke, her voice raspier than before, strained from holding back the torrent of emotions. "Fine, then forget it." Her indifferent words left everyone stunned. No one expected that it was over.

She

Lonely Bird, whose whereabouts had always been shrouded in mystery, stood before them, with her whole body covered that it was difficult to discern her gender. They had assumed that this was an irrevocable decision. Yet, she had so easily, so decisively, abandoned the experiment.

Yvette bit her lip. She had wanted to continue her act of sacrifice, to make Rebecca and the others feel even guiltier about her. But Lonely Bird's noncooperation left her with no room to perform. Unwilling to give up, Yvette tried again, "Dr. Lonely Bird, I can do this, I

Shakira shot her a cold glance. "My reputation is worth more than your life."

Yvette was left speechless. Dale, not wanting to offend either side, quickly stepped forward to smooth things over. "Ms. Nelson, I'm sure Dr. Lonely Bird is prioritizing your health. Since the test results aren't suitable, we'll have to put the plan on hold for now. Isn't that right, Dr. Lonely Bird?" Before Dale could finish, the elevator chimed, and the doors slid open. A group of men in black suits stepped out in perfect formation, making way for a figure in a wheelchair-Walter, appearing like a god among mortals. He radiated authority, his sharp, eagle-like eyes narrowing as he surveyed everyone present

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