The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 203

Chapter 203 A Life of Luxury

Thinking about it, Sierra no longer felt uncomfortable about the trip. But there was still something she needed to make clear.

“I’ll transfer the money to you.”

She wasn’t short on cash. There was still plenty left from what she took from Bradley, and her research had already been patented. Anyone who used it had to pay, and once the drug passed trials and hit the market, the money would keep rolling

in. She wasn’t worried about finances at all.

Afraid Johnathan would refuse, she added. “You have to take it. Otherwise, grandma won’t be able to enjoy herself properly.”

Johnathan chuckled. “But I didn’t pay for this either, so how can I take your money? This island belongs to Maddox. Whether we come or not, he has to spend money maintaining it. By being here, we’re actually helping him get some use out of it.”

as

Sierra was speechless.

She had to admit–she was witnessing a whole new level of wealth. Compared to them, the Xander family was nothing.

Deciding not to dwell on it, she led her grandmother around for a tour.

At first, Sierra’s grandmother felt a little uneasy, but after Sierra’s explanation, she slowly started to relax.

She had never seen such a beautiful place in her entire life.

Honestly, neither had Sierra.

The island’s chefs had already prepared dinner–fresh seafood, caught and cooked on the spot, with incredible flavor.

before getting tired. Sierra helped her inside to rest and only came out after she had fallen

early. Johnathan took

perceptive, didn’t

looked at him with such displeasure–he was getting in the way of their

wisely gave them

Johnathan’s gaze toward

was just right, and Sierra felt completely

them, the stars stretched

place is beautiful,

Sierra nodded in agreement

was already thinking about taking her

two that were even more breathtaking, but they were farther away. And if he brought someone there,

ready to expose his

day, he

time,

him in disbelief. “Johnathan.. does your family own a gold mine or

head around it—someone with his kind of background had once

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Johnathan was a mystery.

No mines.”

a faint smile. “It belonged

didn’t want to talk about it, Sierra

days were some of the

Finished

breakfast, followed by sitting in the courtyard with her grandmother, enjoying the sea

grandmother’s spirits seemed better than ever. Every day, she had a bright smile on