The lost heiress never forgiven

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.”

this was his idea of

What a joke.

with her response. “That’s not what I

We should handle our own

outsider, but you shouldn’t rely on him too much. Don’t you

Sierra’s expression shifted slightly.

the one who had driven

about the cover–up? Or that an outsider would see that the great Mr. Xander wasn’t as perfect as he pretended to

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

that part. He figured Sierra wouldn’t

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going through Bradley’s mind, nor did she care. Her head was throbbing from overworking herself, and

downstairs for breakfast and found Denise already there.

a glance before looking

else. No matter how many times she teetered on

somehow, the Xander family never failed to

wanted to say something, but in the end, she stayed quiet, as if afraid

on the other hand, had no such reservations. “Denny was worried you’d struggle after switching majors so suddenly, so she

entire Xander family turned to look

just picked up her fork

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

this–forcing things on her she never wanted, then expecting her to bow down in

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

twisted logic

“You-”

was caught off guard, momentarily at a loss