The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 247

Chapter 247 A Man Who Moves On

Azure had always thought Jonathan was like him–obsessed with research, meticulous, and single–minded.

But after meeting him in person, he realized Jonathan was nothing like that.

Not only was he incredibly talkative, but his appearance didn’t match the stereotypical scientist at all.

Most of them, himself included, spent so much time in the lab that their skin was pale, their muscle density low.

But Jonathan had a sharp, powerful presence. If someone told him Jonathan was a bodyguard, he might have believed it.

“What do you think? How does it feel to meet your idol?” Autumn teased, glancing at Erwin.

Erwin was just about to answer when Autumn added, “Make sure you think about how to thank Sierra!”

Erwin’s expression shifted. He looked like he wanted to argue but had no choice but to hold it in.

He had seen it clearly—when Jonathan walked in, he had gone straight to Sierra and held her hand the entire time.

Even when he spoke to the rest of them, his tone was polite but distant.

Only when he looked at Sierra did his eyes truly soften.

At this point, if Erwin still insisted that Sierra was the one clinging to Jonathan, he would be making a fool of himself.

Meanwhile, in the car, Sierra kept staring at Jonathan.

Jonathan raised an eyebrow. “Sierra, you’re making things difficult for me.”

His voice carried a hint of danger.

They had been together long enough for her to understand exactly what that meant.

She coughed lightly and decided to stop teasing him–though she didn’t think she was teasing him at all.

you, especially Erwin–the one I

immediately understood. “So you used me to break through his defenses. I don’t

you should think

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mind. Why do I

a businessman. Businessmen never take

turned to

“Businessman?”

but he

he

now, she realized–he was

grandfather that I would take over the family

a moment. “And… Do you like

Do you like it?

first time anyone had asked

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247 A Man Who Moves

Finished

things in his life. Becoming a professor, working as a

about passion

whatever piqued his

interest,

about Jonathan’s life,

a few years, he had achieved what most people couldn’t

him, it wasn’t a question of liking or disliking

moment of thought, he said, “It’s fine. I don’t dislike it. I haven’t been involved much yet, but I’m

that, as the eldest grandson, he wasn’t the

his relatives were already scheming

them fight for power

Sierra glanced at him.

moment, Jonathan seemed