The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 6

Chapter 6 Grandmother

wouldn’t want that kind of humiliation, would they?” Sierra’s face remained expressionless. “You could throw me onto the street naked, and they still wouldn’t care.” Her voice was eerily calm. “The Xander family already cut ties with me. Didn’t you hear?” James’ grip slackened. His curses stopped abruptly. Clearly, he had heard about it. His irritation grew. He had assumed Sierra was here to bring them money. But she had nothing. Frustrated, he raised his hand to hit her—something he had done countless times before. “You useless piece of—” But before he could land the blow, Sierra grabbed his wrist. Cold amusement flickered in her eyes. “Try it.” James froze. For the first time, he truly saw her. She was taller than he remembered, nearly his height now. She wasn’t a defenseless little girl anymore. “You think I spent three years in prison for nothing?” Sierra rolled up her sleeve, revealing a long, jagged scar on her arm. James gulped. Only now did it sink in. She had done time. A chill ran down his spine. He yanked his arm free and spat to the side. “Tch. Bad luck.” Then, shoving past Sierra, he stormed off—almost as if running away. Only when he was gone did Yulia step forward hesitantly. She looked at Sierra with a mix of wariness and hope. “Sierra… are you okay? Let me see.” She reached for Sierra’s hand again. Sierra dodged it once more. Hurt flickered across Yulia’s face, along with something like guilt. But Sierra didn’t care. “Where’s Grandmother?” she asked. Yulia hesitated. “S-she’s inside…” Sierra didn’t wait. She pushed open the door to the innermost room. The moment she stepped