The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 354

Chapter 354 A Crack in the Mask

Johnathan stared at the photo. “The build looks similar,” he said slowly, “but without a clear face, we can’t be sure. Wasn’t Timothy supposed to have disappeared? Why would he suddenly resurface?”

He had

He had no answer to his own question. He forwarded the images to his phone and sent them to Mateo, asking him to start digging.

Right now, there was nothing else to do but wait. Sierra glanced over at Quinn, who sat motionless and blank–eyed. She asked softly, “What about Quinn?”

Johnathan frowned in thought before replying, “We’ll take her back with us.”

Sierra nodded. She didn’t exactly want Quinn staying at the house she shared with Johnathan, but there was no better option. Quinn’s mental state was too fragile–she couldn’t be left with just

anyone.

Luckily, Quinn didn’t put up a fight. Dazed and unresponsive, she followed their instructions: washed up when told, went to bed when told.

Still, even with Johnathan there, Sierra had trouble sleeping. The presence of someone unstable in the house made her uneasy.

She woke up in the middle of the night feeling thirsty. Johnathan was still asleep, so she carefully got out of bed. As she was closing the door behind her, she heard faint muttering coming from the guest room.

That was Quinn’s room.

Curious, Sierra crept closer–not to eavesdrop, but to see who Quinn might be talking to at this hour.

But as she approached, the voice stopped. A moment later, it started again.

I’m going to kill you… Timothy, I hope you

were incoherent, more like a feverish

knocked on the door. “Quinn?

the door opened. Quinn

“Sierra. Is something wrong?”

in your room. Are

Quinn felt off. The ramblings she’d just

A Crack in the

couldn’t sleep. I was worried about

but otherwise, she

moment, Sierra wondered if she’d imagined it

their bedroom door opened. Johnathan stepped out, clearly not fully awake. His

you up?”

Then I heard something from

slightly at her

Pearls

a glass of water, and handed it to her. Then he took her by the hand and led her

Quinn, he said only, “Get some sleep. We’ll

Quinn murmured, her eyes red but clearly calmed by his

Sierra recounted everything

I’m afraid she’s just pretending to

“I’ll take her back first

cannon in the house–not even if that

scared,” Sierra admitted, curling up against him. “Dora… she’ll be okay,

“She’ll be fine.”