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

gave before he left.

chewed out.

Even the usually

nervous too. This

time he mentioned his teacher, he’d just call him a

as she was thinking that, a thin, spry little old man walked in, full of

never met the professor before, but just from how her seniors snapped to attention, she

was.

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

he spoke, he gave her a once–over from head

She wasn’t surprised. Lots of people thought she wasn’t

then Professor Martin added, “Your eyesight must be shot. Go get yourself a decent pair of glasses. How’d a sweet girl like you

Not just Sierra–everyone froze.

professor talking

Professor, didn’t you always say Johnathan was

snorted. “Having a brain doesn’t

had just

didn’t dare go against the professor. So he turned

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