The Lost Heiress 22

Chapter 22 Unwanted Kindness

Sierra had always hated noodles.

She had eaten more than enough of them in the Coleman family. She was sick of them.

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Eleanor’s face stiffened at her words, a flicker of embarrassment flashing across her features. Even Evan’s expression shifted slightly. They both remembered those years when their entire world had revolved around Denny. Who had cared about a child brought back halfway through?

“…I’m sorry, Sierra. I forgot.”

“Tell me what you like, and this time, I’ll remember.”

Eleanor’s voice was anxious, like she was finally realizing how little attention they had ever given Sierra.

“There’s no need. I’m not hungry.”

With that, Sierra walked away.

Some things, once broken, could never be put back together.

She had a short class that morning. Grabbing two buns from the cafeteria, she went straight to the lecture hall.

The moment she stepped inside, she felt it.

The stares. The scrutiny. The whispers.

People were watching her–assessing, probing, wary, cautious.

She paused for a brief second, then walked straight to the front row.

Few people sat at the front. She was the first to take a seat.

As soon as she sat down, the murmuring around her grew louder.

“That’s her. She’s the oldest in our class. I heard she’s already twenty–one.”

college

got in trouble and was locked up for

still let her in? That’s way too

She was in the literature department

about that. Wasn’t she some pathetic simp? Always chasing after Yaron? He was so annoyed but

Dr. Tan? Oh god, she really aimed

switched majors just

huh? And this program? Good luck surviving

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Chapter 22 Unwanted Kindness

Sierra heard everything.

She didn’t even blink.

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in prison had given her thicker skin than that.

the professor walked in, she couldn’t

The whole class erupted.

I seeing things?

impossible to get into! He only teaches PhD students! How

handful of girls in the class had already lost their minds. But even the

is so hot. I think I just

it’s Mr. Yeager, I’d

the man on the

Jonathan?

was he teaching an undergrad course? Wasn’t this a waste of

the syllabus.

glanced in her direction. The corners of his

Behind her, someone gasped.

my god, he looked

up. He was

Sierra chuckled.

but she hadn’t expected

It was honestly ridiculous.

spoke. “Good morning, everyone. I’ll be teaching this course for the semester. I

No one’s failing!” someone shouted

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