The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 211

Chapter 211 A Snowfall and a Decision

Sierra glanced out the window.

Snowflakes drifted down in thick clusters, covering the ground in a soft white blanket.

She couldn’t help but snap a picture and send it to Johnathan.

“We’re getting snow here.”

Johnathan didn’t reply right away.

She figured he was busy.

At noon, she sent him photos of the food they had prepared.

Hours passed before he finally responded.

Knowing he had his hands full, she didn’t push for conversation. Instead, she simply sent another picture in the evening.

“This is our dinner. Just letting you know! You do your thing, no need to reply.”

At that moment, Johnathan was sitting at an extravagant dining table, surrounded by family.

As the eldest grandson and the old man’s favorite, his seat was right next to Mr. Wynn.

n resentment.

Plenty of eyes were on him–some curious, some envious, some filled with hidden

His aunt was the first to break the silence.

“I heard Johnathan has a girlfriend. Why haven’t you brought her home for us to meet?”

Johnathan remained calm..

“Just having fun. If it turns into something serious, you’ll be the first to know.”

His aunt’s comment sparked more conversation.

One after another, people joined in.

“I heard Bradley published a few more papers. He’s really something.

“Of course! No one can compare to Bradley’s talent.”

faintly, letting the words wash

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wasn’t his

had taken from his mother’s

one that carried

were here, he would have

rare, belonging to a powerful and deeply rooted

had held influence not just in Albanos, but across

like theirs didn’t just rise to

had been building their empire for hundreds

no idea of

Even many

the relatives sitting at the table had no

what he had been up to all

years.

Snowfall and

was

of them were watching, waiting for him to

ancestral business was meant to be passed

Johnathan’s academic prestige when it came

were whispers that his younger brother, Jose, was the better

proving himself in the business world–bold, ambitious, and

that the family headship

no different from every

words laced with

power plays disguised

year, Johnathan found

was over, Mr.

his room–a

the

Let’s talk for a

Johnathan sat down.

Finished

me you’d return at thirty,” Mr. Wynn said, studying

Johnathan nodded.

“I do.”

he was

the age of fifteep, he had been given the freedom to

wouldn’t have had the years of

Johnathan’s response, Mr. Wynn finally

her. Are you serious about her, or is

Johnathan’s fingers twitched slightly.