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.

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

more like a feverish monologue than any real

on the

a few seconds, the door

“Sierra. Is something wrong?”

your room. Are

guard. Something about Quinn felt off. The ramblings she’d just heard didn’t

Crack in the

sleep. I was worried about Dora. Did I

was pale, but otherwise,

a moment, Sierra wondered

out, clearly not fully awake. His expression was dark and

you up?” he

got thirsty. Then I heard something from Quinn’s

softened slightly at

Pearls

kitchen, poured her a glass of water, and handed it to her. Then he took her

“Get some sleep.

her eyes red but

Sierra recounted

not right with Quinn. I’m afraid she’s just pretending to be

frowned. “I’ll take her back first

in the house–not even if that

up against him. “Dora… she’ll

“She’ll be fine.”