The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 187

Chapter 187 When the Mask Slips

It was hard to believe that the youngest professor, acclaimed as a genius in his field, had once been a mercenary.

Clearly, the word refined had nothing to do with Jonathan, how blind had I been before?

Seeing her look of regret, Jonathan cheerfully said. “It’s okay; my family doesn’t even know. Besides, your judgment has improved a lot since then; at least, I’m sure I’m not a scumbag who cheats!”

Sierra, still in shock, couldn’t help but laugh at his comment:

In such an atmosphere, they arrived at the police station. They were interrogated separately. Although Sierra was worried, she recounted the events truthfully without exaggeration.

There were surveillance cameras, and with the uproar on the internet, everyone knew what had started the conflict. Thus, as the victim, Sierra was quickly finished.

“Officer, what about Yaron?”

“The man who interrogated me mentioned that Yaron is in the hospital. He’s dealing with multiple fractures, including a

particularly severe comminuted fracture in the finger joints of his right hand.

Even if he recovered, he wouldn’t be as agile as before.

after a pause asked, “Can I press charges against him? I

nodded, “Of course! We would have done so regardless. He attacked with a knife; the severity of his actions warrants it. Once his condition stabilizes a bit,

“Thank you,” she said.

not to inquire about Jonathan’s situation. She anxiously waited in the lobby, and soon enough, Jonathan

“How did it go!”

Sierra quickly approached him

fine, everything’s

issue. If he hadn’t acted, Sierra would have definitely been hurt. He just kicked

moment, he was facing away from the cameras,

details and sighed lightly. “Let’s go, let’s go back and eat,

here. As they talked and walked out, they didn’t expect

to her health, it had been delayed until now. The hospital had just cleared her, and they were bringing her in, coincidentally just as Sierra and

before, exhausted, with unkempt hair–far from the heiress she once

she paused,

all your fault! You made me like this; are you happy now? I should never have been soft–hearted;

her true nature, her once lovely face twisted

She truly despised Sierra!

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