The Lost Heiress 21

Chapter 21 The Idea of Concern

Sierra didn’t answer. She just headed upstairs.

“Stop right there.”

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Bradley’s patience was wearing thin. He had been more than accommodating, yet Sierra remained as distant as ever.

Thinking back to what had happened that morning and Jonathan’s words, he forced himself to stay calm, adjusting his tone to sound almost gentle.

“I’m your brother, Sierra. I care about you. Don’t treat me like the enemy.”

From the floor–to–ceiling window, he had seen the black Maybach parked outside. He had watched as Sierra stepped out of the car.

The windows were tinted, so he couldn’t see who was inside.

It made him uneasy.

Sierra barely had any friends, and she had just gotten out of prison. Who could she possibly know that drove a car like that?

Was someone trying to get information through her?

His voice lowered. “I gave you money, didn’t I? You know what you should and shouldn’t say.”

A warning.

Sierra let out a sharp laugh. “Relax, Mr. Xander. I took your hush money–I won’t talk.”

was his idea of

What a joke.

clearly uncomfortable with her response.

matter what, we’re family. We should handle

he’s not exactly an outsider, but you shouldn’t rely on him too much. Don’t you

Sierra’s expression shifted slightly.

Jonathan was the one who had driven her

Jonathan would find out about the cover–up? Or that an outsider would see that the great

wasn’t actually thinking that far. He didn’t know how Sierra and Jonathan had met, but he wanted to cut off any possibility before it grew into something troublesome–especially since Jonathan

was smart enough not to mention that part. He

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did she care. Her head was throbbing from overworking herself, and she had no energy to waste on him. Without another word,

there. She looked pale and

her a

matter how many times she teetered on the brink of

the Xander family never failed to fall

Sierra, Denise hesitated, lips parting slightly as if she wanted to say something, but in

after switching majors so

Xander family turned to look at

her fork but suddenly lost

it down and laughed coldly. “So? Am I supposed to be grateful? Did I ask

always did this–forcing things on her she never wanted, then expecting her to

condescending air of generosity, as if she should be kneeling at their feet,

kind of twisted

“You-”

was caught off guard, momentarily at a loss

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