The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 92

Chapter 92 The Price of a Life

“Who is that?” Sierra asked, her gaze fixed on the man inside the cage.

The longer she looked at him, the more he reminded her of herself. She, too, had been trapped in a cage for three years–on the brink of death more times than she could count, enduring endless torment.

“Obviously, someone who needs money,” Kason replied casually, sipping his drink. “For one round, he walks away with 30,000 dollars. Plenty of people sign up for it.”

Sierra listened in silence, an uneasy weight settling in her chest.

Kason made it sound like these people were the lucky ones. They didn’t have to risk their lives and still got 30,000 dollars. A few dog bites wouldn’t kill them–at worst, they’d lose a little flesh.

How ridiculous.

“And what about the ones who don’t make it out?” Sierra glanced at Kason. “How much for a fight to the death?”

Kason didn’t seem to notice the shift in her tone. He thought for a moment before answering. “At most, around 150,000 dollars. It depends on the type of fight.. and how it plays out.”

Sierra let out a soft laugh, but there was no amusement in her eyes. “And if you take someone straight from prison? That’s even cheaper, right?”

Kason’s expression changed slightly as he shot her a quick glance. “Why are you asking about that all of a sudden?”

As far as he knew, Sierra had never been involved in anything like this. He had only recently learned of her existence- otherwise, he would have gotten his hands on her long ago.

trouble. She was still their daughter, after all. Even if

the suspicion in his eyes, Sierra curled her lips into a faint smirk. “Is that some kind of secret?

getting someone from prison is dirt cheap–sometimes less than 15,000 dollars,” He took another sip of his

Sierra murmured, her voice dripping with

was worth less than 15,000

had lost her

towards the cage. The man inside was covered in wounds,

were all enjoying the

herself–she shot to her

at her,

was about to speak when, suddenly, something outside caught

some reason, the event

thrill, looked irritated. He immediately made a call, listening impatiently as the person on the other end explained the situation. When he hung up, his

of relief washed over her. She had nearly lost control for a moment–but someone

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she

an annoyed scoff. “Some idiot called the cops.

that, Sierra finally felt at ease. Someone had put a

one last glance at the

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off. Seeing Sierra still looking outside, he said casually, “If you liked it, I’ll bring you back