The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 115

Chapter 115 The Cost of Caring

Shane’s moods were unpredictable, swinging wildly without warning. Just then, Sierra heard Shane mention Jonathan.

“I thought you might align with that poor Mr. Yeager, Oh wait, he might not be poor.”

Clearly. Jonathan’s background was no minor detail if even Shane couldn’t dig up his family history.

Hearing Jonathan’s name made Sierra instantly on guard, “This has nothing to do with Mr. Yeager.”

Shane’s smirk straightened into a line, then curled up again, “So, you’ve quickly found someone new to protect?”

He raised his left hand, bending his fingers one by one. “Your grandma, Jonathan, oh, and that boy who almost got played to death. Haven’t you learned anything in three years inside? The more you care, the more you lose in the end. Haven’t I taught you that? Why can’t you understand?”

Shane’s words dragged Sierra back into painful memories.

Back then, she was targeted by everyone, alone and isolated. When a new inmate arrived–always a prime target for bullying

-Sierra saw her former self in them. She couldn’t help but reach out, which only made her a bigger target.

that young girl stripped

arms were from one such incident–a deep

was released from the hospital, she never saw

another facility, but then she saw her

showed her alive at the end, but no one knew what ultimately

to her.

was thinking about that girl, Shane’s gaze slid over Sierra’s scarred arm and he spoke slowly, “Did you know? They found inmate 00065 and told her if she could provoke you into

what Shane wanted to see–a look of disappointment, regret, even tears,

she maintained her composure, Shane’s eyes gradually grew colder, and he snapped, “You

Sierra was the most stubborn person

entertainment for him, but now she was just increasingly disagreeable.

eyes as he thought of Dickson–an easy target, rootless and insignificant, someone whose

the old lady wouldn’t last much longer. He was

someone investigating Sierra’s three years in prison, he had been trying to identify who it was. But

didn’t care much, as

him.

red flag, signaling that he