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.

times she wanted to give up, but seeing that young girl stripped and mistreated, she

arms were from one such incident–a deep wound

she was released from the hospital, she

she saw her in those videos, in a terrible

beast, had used her ruthlessly. The video showed her

to her.

They found inmate 00065 and told her if she could

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

her composure, Shane’s eyes gradually grew colder,

improve. Sierra was the most stubborn

some emotional entertainment for him, but now she was just increasingly disagreeable. Perhaps, he mused, it was time to target someone she cared

sinister smile crossed his eyes as he thought of Dickson–an easy target, rootless and insignificant, someone

Sierra’s grandmother and Jonathan, the former wouldn’t need his intervention; the old lady wouldn’t last much longer. He was curious to

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

didn’t care much, as geniuses were a

him.

he was no ordinary