The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 214

Chapter 214 No More Miracles

Jose simply smiled in response to the whispered provocations around him.

His aunt, however, was more direct.

“I have faith in you,” she said. “You’re much more suited to take over the Wynn family than your brother. You’re already twenty–give it another two years, and he’ll be no match for you. What does he know? He’s just an academic. Handing the family over to him would be the end of us.”“

Jose listened absentmindedly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Johnathan leaving the dining hall.

“Excuse me, I have something to do,” he said quickly, then hurried after his brother.

Johnathan was staring at his phone.

He had sent Sierra multiple messages, but she hadn’t replied.

He even tried calling-

Rejected.

She was still mad.

Johnathan rarely felt guilty about anything, but right now….

Well, maybe last night had been a little excessive.

But that wasn’t entirely his fault.

Who could be expected to hold back under those circumstances?

If anything, he had already exercised incredible restraint.

She was the one who had bitten him first.

If he hadn’t remembered it was her first time–if he hadn’t had a flight to catch–he wouldn’t have stopped so soon. And her stamina? Absolutely terrible.

He needed to add physical training to her schedule.

Just as he was thinking about how to get her to forgive him, a voice called out-

Johnathan“”

Johnathan’s brow furrowed slightly at the way his name was called..

Still, he stopped.

Hey

caught

glanced at him

“What do you want?

before finally saying, “Can you come home this time! Your room is still there

Johnathan’s expression remained indifferent.

stared at

years younger uIAU THE

a year later,

remarried.

then, Jose had already been over two

Johnathan had never set

Jose wanted him

to return.

Johnathan’s voice was cold.

your home.

didn’t wait for

turned and

landed back in

he stepped off the plane, his mood

checked his

no reply

Fine

want to answer, he’d just show

in person.

y

cab, he leaned back, thinking about

a while, he

The route was wrong

heading toward

gaze to the

His voice was sharp.

are you taking

pressed the

see you,” he said

idea

she was finally feeling better

it was her guilty conscience, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that

looking them

Dickson, however, was clueless.-

she and Johnathan had been

asked

Took some medicine–just a sore throat

beyond grateful it was

214 No More

had been summer, there would have been no

caught a glimpse of