The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 167

Chapter 167 Is Jonathan Family?

He suddenly lowered his head and bit Sierra’s neck.

Just as Sierra let out a small sound, Jonathan abruptly let go of her, flipped over, and got out of bed. He didn’t even glance at Sierra before heading straight to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the air, accompanied by some suppressed, heavy breathing.

Of course, Sierra knew what those sounds meant. She raised a hand to her face, feeling how unbearably hot her cheeks were

After a while, she sat up and took her phone. When she switched it on, the flooding messages almost made her phone lag.

Countless unfamiliar numbers had called, and an overwhelming flood of text messages filled her inbox, every single one of them an apology.

She had only a handful of real friends, including Bella, who had sent multiple voice messages and links in excitement.

Sierra clicked on one and listened.

“Sierra, how are you? I watched yesterday’s livestream, and I almost cried to death! You went through so much injustice! The

Xander family is fiomible, especially Denise!”

feel awful

at this!

messages were links. Sierra casually clicked on one and found an apology post, where someone admitted they were wrong for blindly joining the petition

briefly before closing her phone; she no longer cared about any

of running water stopped. Instinctively, she looked up, only to see Jonathan stepping

His

he simply wiped it lazily with a towel. The robe was loosely tied, barely hanging on him, revealing large portions of his well–defined chest muscles. This was a completely different Jonathan from the usual sharp, suited version of

that Jonathan had such a vibe to him, she was still

said,

glance, muttered a low curse under his breath, then abruptly turned and

of the door slamming shut finally made Sierra realize what she had just said, and her

5

wanted

from the bathroom again, Sierra’ws face flushed an even deeper red. She quickly

finally believed that Jonathan hadn’t been exaggerating

a note before leaving, as she didn’t know how to face

went back, Dickson was making breakfast. Seeing her come back in her nightdress, he was surprised, and