The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 283

hapter 283 The God’s Weakness

“Alright then, I’ll leave you to it.” Sierra gave a faint smile as she stood up.

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Watching her walk away, Mateo scratched his nose and called after her, “Hey, Sierra–don’t worry. We’ll do everything we can to take care of the people under the Zach Group.”

This time, Sierra’s smile was more genuine. “Thanks.”

“No problem!” Mateo felt relieved. This was more like the Sierra he was used to–steady, grounded, and clear–eyed.

Still, he decided not to tell Jonathan about what happened today. Jonathan already hated his stepmother to the core–no need to pour oil on the fire.

Back at home, Susie told Chase everything that had happened between her and Sierra.

“No wonder Jonathan’s into her,” Susie said quietly. “She really is a good girl.”

Chase thought back to the way Sierra had stood up for Jonathan that day, and couldn’t find the words to respond.

Wayne had always loved Jonathan, but he wasn’t just Jonathan’s grandfather–he was the head of a powerful family. With so many grandchildren, Jonathan was never going to get much from him.

Only Sierra saw Jonathan as her one and only–her most important person.

None of them could compare to that.

Even though Sierra’s route had been a dead end, they couldn’t let things keep spiraling.

“I’ll talk to my father,” Chase said finally.

Susie hesitated. She hadn’t wanted to involve Wayne–she knew he had always held some resentment toward her.

they

“Talk to him properly.”

“I know.”

left, Susie sat quietly for a while. She was about to

Jose?” she asked

hasn’t been home these past

been frequenting

hidden. As one of the direct bloodline, Jose’s movements weren’t

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bar? Susie frowned. “Call him. Tell him to come

was with Shane when

it. Tell my mom I’ll

to Shane. “So. What kind of partnership are you

Finished

something, I want something.

was pale

him a ghostly

full–blown lunatic. He’d been quiet lately, apparently after getting his

at Shane’s colorless face and swirled

should I

collar, revealing unhealed wounds across his body. “Thanks to your

the rest of

brother. Second, he’s

acknowledge him. To drag

to want to climb toward the divine. But eventually, he realized–if a god won’t

the god to the

paused, then grinned. “Got it. Don’t worry–I don’t

the golden boy looked like

They exchanged a look.