The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 97

Chapter 97 A Promise for Justice

Sierra pressed her lips together, remaining silent for a long time. After a while, she turned to Jonathan, a cold glint flashing in

her eyel

“Mr. Yeager, can you look into that club for me?”

Jonathan’s gaze landed on her. “What are you planning to do?”

Sierra glanced toward the bathroom door, which remained tightly shut. Her voice was firm. “Now that he calls me as sister, I can’t just stand by and watch him get bullied.”

“Sierra, those people you can’t afford to make enemies of them.” Jonathan reminded her of the reality.

“I know!” Sierra let out a small laugh, her lips curling slightly upward, her eyes filled with icy resolve.

“But I still want justice for Dickson. If I can’t do it now, then I’ll do it in the future. One day, I will make them pay?”

Jonathan watched her quietly. For a moment, he wanted to ask. Is it really worth it? To bring so much trouble upon yourself for “homeur who in’t even that important to you?

help w

you

investigate.

words stuck in his throat. Instead, he

I’m doing.” Sierra smiled, but instead of reassuring him, it only made Jonathan

Untertain

emerged, his face still pale, but he looked better than

i

for making you worry. I should

want to smile, then don’t. I’ve told you before, we’re family. You

his head, struggling for control over his emotions. Finally, his voice choked with tears, he looked up at her and asked, “Sierra,

mouth, wanting to comfort him, but no words came out. And now that he had started, Dickson could no longer hold back. Fears streamed down his

pick up my unpaid wages. I went because that money was rightfully

into fists. “I didn’t even do anything to them this time. I didn’t break anything.” So why did they will treat me like this? Is it because I have no power? Because I have

They threw money at me. I don’t want their money! I just wanted them to stop! But I didn’t even have a choice! Sierra, is this what my life is going to

with the

Sierra’s voice was

didn’t respond.

years ago

dull, completely devoid of hope. Seeing him

forward, her expression serious.

could snap her in half with one hand. But the

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97 A Promise for