The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 3

Chapter 3 Plans

decided to reinstate Sierra’s enrollment too. If this were before, she would have just been the sidekick, tagging along while the golden child got all the attention. And to think, for one stupid second, she actually believed they had finally remembered she was part of the Xander family too. Eleanor smiled as she placed food into Sierra’s bowl, speaking gently. “Evan is staying at the university as a professor, but he’ll be busy. You should keep an eye on Denny.” Sierra stared at the sticky barbecue ribs in her bowl, feeling nauseous. She had never liked sweet, greasy food, yet it appeared on the Xander family’s dinner table every night. Because Denise liked it. Sierra put down her fork and stood up. “I’m full. Enjoy your meal.” With that, she turned and left for her guest room. She couldn’t openly fall out with them just yet. She had to survive these three months of parole. No one had expected her reaction. It wasn’t until she was already upstairs that Sean scoffed. “Look at her. What kind of attitude is that?” “Enough, Sean,” Eleanor scolded. “Sierra just got back. Give her some time.” Denise spoke up gently, “I’ll go check on Sierra. I should talk to her about school tomorrow.” Eleanor’s expression softened. “Yes, you two have always been close. Go talk to her. She’s been acting stranger and stranger lately.” She frowned but quickly suppressed her frustration. Sierra had spent three years in that kind of place—of course, she had changed. Upstairs, Sierra was sitting in her room, planning to find time tomorrow to visit her grandmother. Then, a knock sounded on the door. Before she could answer, the door opened. Denise stepped inside. Sierra’s expression instantly darkened. “Sierra…” Denise called softly, as if testing the waters.