The Lost Heiress 273

Chapter 273 That Kind of Welcome?

Sierra hid the sarcasm in her eyes.

Halfway through lunch, she went to the restroom. When she stepped out and saw Shane waiting, she wasn’t surprised in the least.

If he hadn’t shown up, that would’ve been weird.

“What do you want?”

She cut straight to the point. “Come to avenge Kason?”

“Hah.” Shane let out a low laugh like she’d just told a joke.

“Kason? That idiot got what he deserved. He’s got nothing to do with me. We go way back, you and I—this is the kind of welcome I get?”

His eyes locked on her, searching for something. But there was no fear in her face. No hesitation. Nothing to feed on.

Boring.

His smile faded.

“You forgot me already? It hasn’t been that long. I’m actually kinda hurt.”

To an outsider, it might’ve sounded like they were exes catching up. But Sierra knew better. She knew what he was fishing for.

“That part of my life is over,” she said coolly. “So are the people in it.”

She knew what he wanted–panic, dread, humiliation. That used to be her every time she saw him.

But she wasn’t that girl anymore.

All she wanted now was for Shane to join Kason in the ground. That was it.

a moment longer. When he didn’t find what he wanted, his expression

her surprise, he

what? This version of you’s not bad. See

were old friends, then turned

what his next move would be–but he definitely wasn’t

she found out exactly

it into the lab

flowers are for

she asked,

of roses waited at the

walking up and gasped. “Damn, Mr.

about this,” Sierra said with

picked up the bouquet and

face turned to

a word, she walked over and dropped the whole thing straight in

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12:38 PM N

That Kind of

what the hell?

saw Sierra’s eyes. Icy.

quiet after

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expression softened a little, Autumn asked, “That

Sierra said. She didn’t explain

that would be

It wasn’t.

after day, the roses kept coming. Bigger. More

day seven, the bouquet

one ended up

long for

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