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

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his

a name he had taken from his mother’s

Wynn–was one that carried immense

were here, he would have instantly recognized

family name was rare, belonging to a powerful and deeply rooted

influence not just in Albanos, but across the

like theirs didn’t just

building their empire for hundreds

had no idea of Johnathan’s

Even many

the relatives sitting at the

been up

years.

A Snowfall

he was just

them were watching, waiting for him to

business was meant to be passed down to

Johnathan’s academic prestige when it came to running

that his younger brother, Jose, was the better

Jose was already proving himself in the business world–bold,

were betting that the family headship would

no different

laced with

plays disguised as

year, Johnathan found

Mr. Wynn

him back to his

inside, the

talk for a

Johnathan sat down.

Finished

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

Johnathan nodded.

“I do.”

was grateful

he had been given the

wouldn’t have had the years of freedom he

Johnathan’s response, Mr. Wynn finally looked

a moment, he asked. “That girl… I looked into her. Are you serious about her,

Johnathan’s fingers twitched slightly.