Chapter 453 Buried Truths

Chapter 453 Buried Truths

Johnathan could hear footsteps and the rustle of luggage through the phone. He quickly said. “I’m fine. I just wanted to hear your voice.”

Sierra didn’t argue. She simply replied, “I booked the earliest flight I could. I’m coming to you.”

That broke Johnathan’s composure. “You really don’t need to!”

As much as he wanted to see her, he couldn’t feel at ease letting her travel alone–especially with the lingering threat of that organization.

“just found out some things,” he said quietly. “I’m feeling a little overwhelmed.”

His voice had steadied somewhat, and that gave Sierra space to ask gently, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Sierra… I might not be my mother’s child.”

Johnathan’s words came slowly, heavily.

Sierra sucked in a sharp breath. No wonder he was acting so out of character.

She knew what Wendy had meant to him. After her death, his entire existence had been fueled by vengeance.

His life had revolved around one thing–avenging his mother.

And now… someone was telling him she might not have been his real mother? Then what had his life meant all these years?

If he wash’t Wendy’s child… then who was his real mother?

through Sierra’s mind. It was the same one Johnathan had

heart like a hammer.

for him,

had spent his whole life

anyone

anymore. She had to go to

know–he still

she told him

Then she hung up.

moment, torn between

come alone, not with those threats

he called

sure she’s protected,” Johnathan instructed. “Escort

worry. I’ll have people on her the whole time. Nothing will

“Good”

incoming flight–it would land

knocked on Chandler’s door and

rattled from the night before, Chandler didn’t question him and handed over

Johnathan left, Chandler went to Silas’s

I think we can’t hide

woken Silas hours ago, but

son’s words,

Tell him

here hoping to stay out of

him.

just too hard

despite a sleepless night, didn’t feel tired at all. As soon as she stepped off

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