The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 72

Chapter 72 You Are More Than Welcome

“I migh just drop by often to borrow your books in the future, Mr. Yeager. Don’t find me annoying, okay?” Sierra joked.

What a coincidence.

The house next to Jonathan’s had always been empty, so he never considered buying it. He wasn’t planning to stay in Maviston for long anyway. But to his surprise, it turned out to belong to Bradley.

As for Sierra bring his neighbor, he didn’t mind.

Snapping back to reality, Jonathan glanced at Sierra and said, “You’re more than welcome.”

The next day, Sierra returned to school. She had taken a few days off, and the moment she reappeared, she became an instant celebrity

Thanks to Sean’s post, everyone knew who she was and that she had been to prison.

When she entered the classroom, the entire class stared at her, but she ignored them and sat in the front row.

She never talked to anyone, and within just two days, she had gained a reputation for being cold and aloof.

On top of that, rumors started spreading. No one knew when or where they began, but they claimed Sierra was ruthless and had forced the campus belle to switch majors.

Everyone knew Denise had originally studied literature in undergrad but later transferred to biochemical sciences, where she successfully got into grad school. With her family background and striking looks, she had a loyal fan base on campus.

Everything she did attracted attention, so when news broke that she was switching back to literature, it caused an uproar.

majors. It was said that she merely smiled, pale–faced, and said

convinced that Sierra had forced

of the Xander family,

prison.

like Denise was no match

a bunch of self–righteous students actually formed a “Protect Denise” group and even started some ridiculous petition, demanding that the school expel Sierra. They claimed they wouldn’t tolerate such

just received a message from an unknown number–just a

didn’t need to guess

It was Kason!

put away her phone, finished her class, and took a

soon as she gave the room number,

she entered, Kason was already there, on a call. He gave her a

the recorder she had brought, took a

even. But his eyes carried

didn’t look like the semibag he

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Finished

seen it with her own eyes, she never would have believed that this well–dressed man

Twisted

last long. When he hung up, he smiled at Sierra and said, “Let me introduce myself. I’m Kason Richardson. Nice

back in her chair, Sierra

indifference didn’t seem to