The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 269

Chapter 269 The Blackmail Album

Sierra froze for a second–then burst out laughing.

She couldn’t help it.

She thought Johnathan stopped her because he had some typical embarrassing baby photos, maybe wearing a dress or something. Most parents love doing that. Technically, it was a dress…. but Johnathan went all out. He was dressed like a flower fairy, rainbow–colored hair, glitter–covered wand in hand, mid–transformation pose and all.

If she hadn’t seen it for herself, she wouldn’t have believed it.

Johnathan looked like he wanted to disappear. He hadn’t been back in years–he’d totally forgotten about these blackmail- level moments.

“Can I keep going?” Sierra asked, still grinning, eyes full of mischief.

“Yeah, whatever,” he sighed. “Might as well.”

She kept flipping.

There were baby pictures, toddler tantrums, every costume you could think of–superheroes, cartoon characters, more magical girls.

But somewhere along the way, something shifted.

Sierra saw it. At first, he was just a kid, wild and happy. But by the last few pages, especially his eighth birthday, he didn’t look like a kid anymore. His smile was gone. He looked… still. Like someone who had to grow up too fast.

And that was the last photo with his mom.

see a single

lot from one

and smiled gently. “Your mom

“Yeah.”

He’d never doubted that.

A

found out she used

time she lost control in front of him, he’d been terrified. When she came back to herself, she was

Yaeger,” Sierra whispered, wrapping her arms around his waist. “You’re luckier

don’t let it ruin you. Let it

what she meant. He didn’t say

let it go.

him, maybe he wouldn’t hate them all so much. But she had been.

his silence. She looked up and said, “I’m not asking you to forgive them. I just don’t want you stuck in this pain forever.

through it. And she wasn’t about to tell him

12:37 PM

269 The Blackmail

and night, brought

Finished

time they got back, both their phones were basically melting

were mostly from her lab team. Johnathan’s? Pure chaos–his grandfather, half the

he could even read

Maddox exhaled. “Your grandfather’s

the old man couldn’t take the fallout after the party. The family’s dirty laundry had been aired in front of every major power in the room, and by the time he got home, his