The lost heiress never forgiven

Chapter 426: The Pain Beneath the Surface

Chapter 426: The Pain Beneath the Surface

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Just as Sierra had feared, the faint heartache had only been the beginning. By the second day, Johnathan’s body was wracked with unpredictable pain.

Sometimes it was his bones. Sometimes his head. Sometimes it was

his heart again.

Yet every test came back clean. His bloodwork remained unchanged. And still, the fever refused to break.

Experts from all over had gathered at the old Wynn estate–not just there, but from across research institutes and scientific organizations. Still, no one had found anything.

Draven, Mateo, and several others soon arrived.

Though Wayne had locked down the news from spreading publicly, anyone close enough to the Wynn family could figure out what was really going on.

And with their long–standing friendship with Johnathan, Wayne didn’t stop them. Instead, he allowed them to be brought straight to his grandson.

Seeing Johnathan stunned them. In just a few days, he’d become visibly thinner. He looked worse now than when he’d been in that car accident.

Draven, being in the research field himself–even if not in the same specialty–could immediately tell this wasn’t good.

He glanced around the room and asked, “Where’s Sierra?”

Right now, if anyone stood a chance of solving this, it was Sierra.

“In the lab,” Johnathan replied with a trace of helplessness.

Since that night, Sierra hadn’t left. She’d locked herself away, working day and night.

her, but

hadn’t pushed. If burying herself in the work gave her

in his body was growing harder to bear by the hour. Even someone like him. who could endure almost anything, was starting to falter.

have visited, but she

from witnessing

didn’t even know he had this

the current situation?”

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for years. When

had dared to touch

Bierceans

I’ll skin them alive,” Mateo snarled, his temper the worst of

stood up. “I’m going back to interrogate

said.

gave a firm

Maddox couldn’t sit still either. Adjusting his

some connections overseas. I’ll ask around–see if anyone

stepped

Maddox both dove

everything

up a bounty on the dark web–hoping someone might sell

screen lit up with a notification. He opened it,

“Son of a-!”

and saw that the post Mateo

used had