The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 58

Chapter 58 A Grandmother’s Anguish

Sierra’s grandmother had lived long enough to put the pieces together. She looked at the Xander brothers and then at Sierra, her eyes filled with pain.

“How did it come to this? You always told me you were doing well in the Xander family. I never doubted it. I thought–they’re your real family, your birth parents, your real brothers. They treat Denise so well; why wouldn’t they treat you the same? I never knew you were suffering so much. I should have asked more questions. I should have checked on you more. But I was afraid–afraid they would think I was meddling, afraid that if I stayed too close, they would hold it against you… So I backed off. It’s my fault. I let you go through all the pain alone. Sierra…”

She reached out a trembling hand, and Sierra immediately stepped forward to hold it. Her throat tightened, and her eyes

stung.

Her grandmother’s words brought back too many memories.

When she had first come to the Xander family, she had felt like an outsider. She had called her grandmother just to hear a familiar voice, though she never admitted how miserable she was. She had only said she missed her.

And her grandmother had comforted her, saying. They’re your real family. You should try to get along. No matter what, parents ahs love their children the most

She had believed it.

Even

up

until the moment she was sent to prison, she had believed it.

But eventually, she had learned the hard way that not all parents loved their children.

Blood ties didn’t always mean warmth.

“Sierra, it’s my fault.” Her grandmother’s voice trembled, and tears glistened in her aged eyes.

the Xander family had taken Sierra back, she had breathed a sigh of relief. At least now, her granddaughter wouldn’t

now she

escaped one hell only to fall into

been worried about Denise–worried that Sierra’s

one

self–blame on her grandmother’s face, Sierra squeezed

wrong. Alright, enough tears. It’s over

should

weren’t for them she might never

Evan

words echoed in their ears, leaving them unable

a long pause, she finally looked at them

I want to meet

instantly became

“What do

want with

1/2

Finished

A Grandmother’s

truth, she might have felt proud for her granddaughter, seeing how well they protected Denise. But now, knowing it came at Sierra’s expense, she couldn’t feel anything but bitter

all those years ago, and I haven’t seen

they could argue, she

know the Xander family is powerful. I’m just an old woman from a poor background–we’re not even in the same world. But people like me have nothing to lose. What am I supposed to be afraid of?

narrowed, his expression turning

with Sierra, knowing

old woman–who did

“Threatening you?”