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.”

saying it

he gave before he left. She could already imagine how badly she was going to

chewed out.

either. Even the

This professor sounded kind

he mentioned his teacher, he’d just call him a chill old

she was thinking that, a thin, spry little old man walked

how her

was.

bit stern. He swept his gaze around the room before landing on Sierra.

gave her a once–over from

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

added, “Your eyesight must be shot. Go get yourself a decent pair of

Not just Sierra–everyone froze.

the professor talking about Mr.

herself. “But Professor, didn’t you always say Johnathan was

and snorted. “Having a

had just been

dare

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