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The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72 Accused Of Being Petty

Her movements.were gentle, and she wiped with meticulous care.

Her long hair, cascading down to her shoulders, partially concealed her face. A gentle sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow on her slender figure. Despite being dressed in a hospital gown, she exuded an aura of understated elegance and refined grace.

The silence was profound, and the beauty resembled a masterpiece.

Casimir stared intently at Raylee, as if he was admiring a beautiful oil painting,

Raylee noticed his gaze and returned his gaze.

On a face pale and marred with bruises, there was an emptiness, as if it belonged to a soulless shell.

Casimir felt as if a hammer was pounding against his chest, sending waves of pain through him.

Four years had transformed a lively, active girl into a gentle, unassuming soul. She was like a little fairy lost in the human world, seemingly detached from all worldly matters.

The Raylee of the past had ultimately vanished from this world.

At that moment, Waverly approached and said to Raylee, Raylee, your injuries are worse than mine, let me take over the tiring task of looking after grandma!

As if to restore her good impression in front of Casimir, she hastily took the towel from Raylee’s hand and began to gently dab it on Verd’s face.

Watching Waverly fumble through things without any sense of priority, Raylee couldn’t help but recall what she had said to

Duce. Waverly had grown impatient while caring for her grandmother, and in her frustration, she had wished her grandmother dead.

The fury ignited within her, causing Raylee to snatch the towel back. You’re not allowed to touch Grandma!

The struggle over the towel had been too forceful, and Waverly lost her balance. Whether it was a genuine stumble or just theatrics, she nearly fell as her foot twisted.

Casimur stood behind her, supporting her. He couldn’t help but defend her as he saw her eyes reddened, looking so wronged and pitiful

Wavy just wanted to take care of Old Mrs. Goodridge, and you wouldn’t even allow that? That’s way too controlling! The woman lying in the sickbed is Waverly’s biological grandmother!

The unspoken message was clearRaylee had no blood ties with Vera. In their eyes, she had no right to cure for her.

Upon hearing these words, Kaylee responded with a laugh fueled by her anger. That’s right, I share no blood ties with Grandma! But my cate for grandma is genuine! It’s not just for show like Waverly

With a blink of her eyes, Waverly’s tears began to flow like a river, as if they didn’t cost her anything.

I’m not just doing it for show. How could you speak of me like that……

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Has en four years since you returned?Raylee glanced at her, her tone suggesting a reckoning was due.

How often have you really been there for Grandma? Have you ever truly cared for her! Think about itafter you were switched at birth and left to fend for yourself for eighteen years, she should have been wracked with guilt and showered you with love the moment you returned. But her attitude toward you was plain for everyone to see People give back what they receive. If you had truly treated Grandma well, she would have done the same. But if you’re insincere, you can’t expect real gratitude in retur!

Chapter 72 Accused Of Being Petty

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me all wrong I wanted to spend time with Grandma too. Igly love her. I just don’t understand why she’s been so cold

Kaylee cast a cold glance at her.

Those days in the past, whether your intentions were gemine or not. I have no interest in knowing! But Fon warning you, you were the one who triggered grandma’s illness this timet I don’t want to see you, and neither does Grandma, So, get out

Sex,

She pointed toward the door, effectively dismissing the both of them.

Waverly covered her mouth, sobbing uncontrollably. Raylee she gasped between tears, I don’t know how to make you believe me. I truly didn’t mean for our grandmother to fall i

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