The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 258

Chapter 258 The Little Old Man and the Dog

That night, the two of them were unusually wild and in sync, as if trying to make up for everything they’d missed these past few days.

The result? Sierra could barely keep her eyes open when she got to school the next morning. She kept yawning nonstop.

“Didn’t sleep well?”

Autumn glanced at her.

“Yeah,” Sierra nodded, a little guilty. “My sleep’s been off lately.”

The truth was, she’d passed out the moment she hit the bed–but she only got a little over two hours of sleep.

She had no idea where Johnathan got all that energy from. He somehow kept going until four in the morning.

Every single time he said, this is the last round, and every single time he lied.

Men really can’t be trusted–especially in bed. Johnathan was the perfect example.

Autumn didn’t think too much of it, though. She hadn’t been sleeping well either, but for a very different reason.

“What are we gonna do? The professor’s coming today.”

it made her

still hadn’t finished the assignment he gave before he left. She could already imagine

chewed out.

either. Even the usually unbothered Qinghao looked a little

Sierra nervous too. This professor sounded kind

Every time he mentioned his teacher,

a thin, spry little old man walked in, full

met the professor before, but just from how her seniors snapped

was.

landing on Sierra. Her breath hitched slightly. Then

spoke, he gave her a once–over from head

lips together. She wasn’t surprised. Lots of people thought she wasn’t good enough

decent pair of glasses. How’d a sweet girl like you end up

Not just Sierra–everyone froze.

professor talking about

say Johnathan was the most

Martin rolled his eyes and snorted. “Having a brain

their world had just

practically idolized Johnathan. He looked like he wanted to argue, but didn’t dare go against the professor. So he

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