The lost heiress never forgiven

Chapter 370 The Edge of Trust

“Alright, send it over. I’ll take a look.”

Johnathan’s voice was calm and unreadable.

“Got it.”

Quinn responded just as briskly, saying she’d handle it. Before hanging up, she added, “Hey, when are you all free? I want to treat you, Sierra, and Mateo to a meal.”

She’d mentioned this before–bringing Dora back had only been possible thanks to them.

Johnathan had planned to decline, but something flickered in his mind. He paused, then said, “This weekend. Sierra’s free then.”

After the call ended, Mateo couldn’t help but say, “From what I’ve seen, Quinn doesn’t seem like the problem. Maybe she was just being used.”

Johnathan said nothing.

That would be the best–case scenario, but he couldn’t let himself fully believe it.

Even if everything pointed to Quinn’s innocence, even if she really was just a pawn, he wouldn’t trust her completely.

Mateo understood how Johnathan worked and didn’t push further. Instead, he asked, “Sierra’s actually coming this weekend?”

There were only two days left, and judging by Sierra’s attitude today, he had no idea where Johnathan got the confidence to fix things in that short span.

as if to say he clearly

didn’t know how to get Sierra to show up that he agreed

enough, that evening when he called her, Sierra agreed almost immediately. She wanted to know what role Quinn had played in all of this–and what the

only three years old. Could she really

over early and waited outside Sierra’s place for a while before she

let her see any cracks. We still don’t know if she was involved or just being used. If it’s the former,

Sure enough, after

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close to Sierra meant resorting

night. She always picked up, but barely said a

harder this time, they might keep

Finished

in his mind, again and again. Once the emotion settled and his reason returned, he

Sierra remained silent. Johnathan talked about the past couple of days, then shifted the conversation to

There’ll be a

Dickson had done well–he’d gotten into the university he wanted. But she’d been so caught up with her research that they hadn’t even seen each other. All they

hadn’t been much of a big

continued, “I stopped by yesterday. He’s almost

cut in, “What happened the other day–that was my fault. Also, I owe you an apology. I used location tracking without asking for your