The Miracle Doctor: The True Heiress Returns

rble dining table, reflecting off the expensive stemware. The room was

cing a tender piece of wagyu beef and placing it onto Isad

and daughter," Warren said, sighing as if carrying the weight of the world

a blood transfusion. When Isadora volunteered to donate, the medical t

shook the ent

luence into finding his real blood-Macy. Once fo

n years? The Shaws promptly posted her

n claiming to be Isadora's biological mother decl

ection as he nudged the food closer. "Enjoy it while you can. Who knows

loyed, living in the most destitute, broken-down county in the Rust Belt. Not only that, she had five unmarried

eep, clear eyes saw right through Warren's little performance. Without a word

m f

posture was razor-straight, her departure de

ing her nose up at the food on our table! Eighteen years we spoiled her with fine dining and private tutors, and thi

of sweet concern. "She's just terrified. After living like a princess here, going back to a broken family with

lling with a triumphant superiority she could barely disguise, M

ed a half-hearted rebuke: "Brenda, whatever

I look at her, I remember how my sweet Macy suffered outside while this

worn black backpack from the marble console,

teps echoed down t

ora,

y warmth. She extended her hand, tilting her fingers just so

," Macy whispered, her eyes brimming with feigned anticipation,

e young heir who had been informally pledged to Isad

"He said if it weren't for Mom and Dad finding me, he would've been stuck marryin

tly, the corner of her lips curvi

id smoothly. "I should thank

roze.

age into," Isadora drawled, her tone effortless and cool. "I never

ou

nap back, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed from the dining hall. In a spli

. Her fury flared. "Isadora! How dare you speak to your sis

over Brenda's trembling frame. "Though if you can't see the acting going on ri

l brat!" Brenda g

ack tears as she pulled a small, ornate velvet jewelry box from her

-my absolute favorite. But since we were sisters, and we

dora's backpack-her fingers subtly loosening aroun