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.

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

arms were from one such incident–a deep

released from the hospital, she never

she saw her

showed her alive at

to her.

scarred arm and he spoke slowly, “Did you know? They found inmate 00065 and told her if she could provoke you into reacting, they’d

to see–a look of disappointment, regret,

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

most stubborn person

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

he thought of Dickson–an easy target, rootless and

former wouldn’t need his intervention; the old lady wouldn’t last much longer. He was curious

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

had heard of Jonathan’s reputation but didn’t care much, as geniuses were a

him.

he was no ordinary man.