The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 261

Chapter 261 No More Lies

Johnathan didn’t give Sierra an answer the whole way home.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t have just said something to brush her off. But when it came to Sierra, he didn’t want to lie–not even a little.

It wasn’t until they got out of the car that he finally spoke.

“I can’t answer you yet. Give me a little more time.”

Sierra didn’t feel disappointed at all. In fact, she smiled, genuinely happy.

“Okay!”

She’d much rather hear that than be lied to.

And with that, the distance between them seemed to shrink again—bit by bit.

While the two of them were caught up in their moment, Shane had already gotten the information he wanted on the owner of the car.

“Johnathan. I knew it.”

He hadn’t been sure at the time—he’d just had a gut feeling. And he still hadn’t figured out who exactly Johnathan was. That in itself was… strange.

In Albanos, the number of people he couldn’t investigate could be counted on one hand. He just didn’t know yet which hand Johnathan belonged to.

He also learned that Sierra was now attending North Salem University.

“Still as clueless as ever.”

His voice was cold, his expression full of disdain.

mind. How many times had she learned the hard way, and she

was about to do something about it when Jade called

heard something. The Wynn family is about to announce their new family

gotten the news and was

to get us an invitation. You’re going

“Not interested.”

it down without hesitation.

are you

haven’t even brought up what

do you

turned mocking. “The Richardson family really is loyal to you. Took the fall

bastard! What nonsense are you spewing? What does the

desk with his

a reason. I just don’t get it. Even if the Goodman family falls, what good does it do you? What a joke. People really do need some sort

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tone.

Finished

“Enough. Stop messing around.”

in Maviston was already difficult enough to cover up. It didn’t blow back on you because I took care of it. Don’t start stirring things

‘Hah

let out a short laugh, like he’d heard

one messing around here,

brushed aside with a slap on the wrist for a few small players.

argue anymore. He turned back to analyzing the

have a real foundation. It’s like walking on a tightrope. The Wynn family, you know what kind of weight they carry. Centuries of legacy. We can’t even begin to compare. If

said I’m