The lost heiress never forgiven

Chapter 470 United in Grief

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“What the hell are you? This is my house! Who the hell do you think you are, stopping me from going in?”

Johnathan’s aunt was shrieking, completely stripped of the elegance she once wore like armor. Now, she looked more like a street shrew than a high–society woman.

Her debts had piled up higher and higher, far beyond what she could repay.

She had come here today to ask Johnathan for leniency–but instead, she’d been blocked at the door by none other than Sierra.

“Your house?”

Sierra shot her a mocking glance.

“Is this place under your name? Does this mountain have anything to do with you? As for who I am, 1 believe Professor Yaager made that very clear last time. You’d better leave–before I lose my patience.”

Johnathan’s aunt was livid. She couldn’t believe a mere girl like Sierra dared speak to her that way.

She tried to force her way in but was stopped by the bodyguards.

“How dare you! You’ve got a lot of nerve keeping me out. You ungrateful traitors–I’ll have every last one of you fired!”

Sierra rolled her eyes at the screaming. Without another word, she ordered them to throw the woman out.

Once that was handled, Sierra carefully returned to the house.

Thankfully, the place was well soundproofed. Johnathan hadn’t been woken up.

maybe five hours over the past few days. Now that he finally had time to rest, she wanted him

he was still asleep, Sierra quietly shut

tasks–things Johnathan was

try doing them herself,

she was able to, leaving only the final

were the arrangements for Wayne’s funeral, and the guest list–who should be formally invited. Sierra didn’t know

was a testament to how powerful

afternoon feeling much more refreshed. He’d braced himself for a mountain of

did it right. Look it

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she’d done a great job. He pulled her into a

“It’s perfect. Thank you.”

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Year together, but everything had unraveled since New Year’s Eve. Not only had he been too busy, but Sierra had been caught up

chaos too.

Sierra laced her fingers through his, lifted their joined hands, and

If you say something like that again,

was joking on

been emotionally withdrawn. No one else noticed, but Sierra knew how deeply he

presence in his life after Wendy died–the

intentions. He gave her

I slip up, you

rare moment, the two of them

the day of Wayne’s funeral arrived. Both Johnathan and Sierra dressed in

the head of the Wynn family, Johnathan was responsible for receiving guests. Sierra, as his wife,

were all high–ranking elites–people you’d normally only