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?

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doing.” Sierra smiled, but instead

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but he looked better than before. Seeing Sierra and Jonathan waiting for him, he forced a

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I’m sorry for making you worry.

remained silent for a moment before speaking. “Dickson, if you don’t want to smile, then don’t. I’ve told you before, we’re family. You don’t have to hide your feelings

his head, struggling for control over his emotions. Finally, his voice choked with

felt as if someone had punched her in the gut. She opened her 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 face

lied to me. They called and told me to come pick up my unpaid wages. I went because that

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

his body trembling violently. “They didn’t even see me as a person! I fought back, but they just laughed. 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

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years ago

of hope. Seeing him like this, Sierra

serious. “Dickson, do you

him, frail–looking, as if he could snap her in half with one hand. But the determination in her eyes

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