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.

a look, as if to say he

precisely because he didn’t know how to get Sierra to show up that he agreed to Quinn’s dinner

almost immediately. She wanted to know what role Quinn had played in all of this–and what the truth was

was only three years old. Could she really have been used as

weekend came quickly. Johnathan drove over early and waited outside Sierra’s place for

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

Sierra’s mindset. Sure enough,

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even getting close to Sierra

She always picked up, but barely said

this time,

Finished

day’s events in his mind, again and again. Once the emotion settled and his reason returned, he

Sierra remained silent. Johnathan talked about the past

packing. There’ll be a military training session once

Sierra. Dickson had done well–he’d gotten into the university he wanted. But she’d been so caught up with her research

hadn’t been much of a big sister

yesterday. He’s almost done packing. Got

something when Johnathan cut in, “What happened the other day–that was