The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 7

Chapter 7 Wrong

to go back to the Coleman family. Hearing her bring up the past, Yulia started crying again. “I’m sorry, Sierra. I didn’t mean to. I was too scared… I didn’t dare…” Sierra had heard these words countless times before. They meant nothing now. She ignored Yulia and went straight to the nurses’ station, asking them to keep a close eye on her grandmother’s room. Then, she took a cab to The Xander Group. At the front desk, a receptionist stopped her. “Miss, who are you looking for?” “Bradley.” Her voice was cold. The receptionist glanced at her without expression. “Do you have an appointment?” “No. Tell him Sierra is looking for him.” The receptionist’s smile remained unchanged. “Apologies, but Mr. Xander is very busy. We can’t disturb him without an appointment.” Then they ignored her, only instructing the security guards to keep an eye on her in case she caused trouble. Sierra wanted to call Bradley, but when she pulled out her phone, she remembered—she didn’t have his personal number. The only contact she had was his secretary’s. In the end, it was Cameron who came down to get her. She was quickly taken to Bradley’s office. Without looking up, he asked, “I just gave you three million dollars yesterday. Don’t tell me you’ve already spent it?” “Bradley, before you sent me to prison, you promised to find a doctor for my grandmother’s surgery.” Bradley’s hand paused. His expression darkened as he looked up. “Are you questioning me? Over some irrelevant old woman?” Irrelevant? No. Grandma was the only family she had. “Bradley, the statute of limitations on the case isn’t up yet,” she said coldly. Bradley froze, then stared at her in disbelief. “Are you threatening me? Over an old woman?” But looking at Sierra’s expression, he realized she wasn’t joking. She was really threatening him. His anger surged. He snapped, “Sierra, I brought you back. I can send you right back where you came from.” Silence filled the room. Bradley regretted his words almost instantly, but before he could take them back, Sierra spoke. “I know, Mr. Xander. You’re more than capable of doing that. But I can also turn myself in and make sure the real criminal pays for her crimes.” “You—” Any guilt Bradley had felt vanished instantly. His expression turned ice-cold as he stared at her for a long moment before pressing the intercom button. “Cameron. That old woman from the Coleman family—did you not arrange for a doctor?” Sierra let out a mocking laugh. So it was Cameron who had handled it. Bradley hadn’t cared at all. Of course. Why had she ever believed he would? She had been a fool to think Bradley Xander would go out of his way to help her grandmother. Bradley’s temper flared even more at her expression. “Do you have any idea how much I make in a minute? What makes you think someone like her deserves my personal attention?” Cameron quickly spoke up. “Mr. Xander, I did find the best doctor for Madam Lily. But in the end, the Coleman family refused. They chose amputation.” “That’s impossible.” Sierra didn’t even hesitate. If there had been a way for her grandmother to walk again, why would they have chosen amputation? “It’s true,” Cameron said, his tone carrying a hint of mockery. “Her daughter made the decision. She told me to just give them the money, and they would handle it themselves.” Sierra caught the scorn in his eyes and