The Lost Heiress 134
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Chapter 134: The Call of Worry

Sierra was elated, and the first person she thought of was Jonathan. Instinctively, she pulled out her phone to share the good news, but as she was about to dial, she remembered the current state of their relationship. Her smile faded, and she slowly put the phone away.

Stepping out of the research institute, her sense of loss lingered when, unfortunately, Kason appeared.

โ€œSierra!โ€ Kason approached with a bouquet of roses, exuding a polished air. Seeing him, Sierra reflexively gagged, her mind filled with images of Kasonโ€™s repulsive white flesh and his deeds.

Confused, Kason, still thinking himself considerate, approached. โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong? You look terrible.โ€ As he reached out to touch her head, Sierra dodged and slapped his hand hard. โ€œDonโ€™t touch me!โ€ Disgust was unmistakable in Sierraโ€™s voice.

Kasonโ€™s smile froze, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes. โ€œWhatโ€™s gotten into you?โ€

Realizing she had lost her composure, Sierra stepped back, feeling nauseous. โ€œI just did an experiment; I feel sick, and your cologne is too strong; itโ€™s making me uncomfortable!โ€ While not exactly flattering, her words did soften Kasonโ€™s expression.

โ€œIโ€™ve been busy these past few days and havenโ€™t reached out. I heard youโ€™ve been at the lab every day. Howโ€™s the experiment going?โ€ Kason asked with concern.

Sierra nodded without going into details about her experiment but asked, โ€œWhat have you been busy with?โ€

Kason seemed caught off guard by her question, pausing before responding, โ€œJust business stuff. Anything wrong?โ€

โ€œJust a bit frustrated because the experiments arenโ€™t going smoothly; I thought you might have something fun to share.โ€

Kason almost blurted out that he had indeed found something amusing; he had discovered a new โ€˜toyโ€™ that could really take a beating, fiery and with a delightful scream. Unfortunately, he didnโ€™t fully trust Sierra, or else he would have invited her to join this game. But he had other plans.

โ€œDonโ€™t worry, thereโ€™s a party in a few days that you might like. Shall I pick you up?โ€

Sierra looked up tiredly and said pointedly, โ€œI hope itโ€™s genuinely interesting and not just minor trouble like before.โ€

โ€œOf course not! Trust me, you wonโ€™t be disappointed!โ€ Kason assured her earnestly. Sierra gave a reluctant smile, seemingly convinced by his words.

Seeing Sierra like this, Kason couldnโ€™t help himself; he wanted more contact with her. โ€œWhere are you headed now? Want to grab some food?โ€

Having gleaned useful information and not wanting to spend another moment with this scumbag, Sierra simply said, โ€œI have class!โ€

โ€œThose classes donโ€™t matter; nobody will trouble you for missing them.โ€

โ€œI want to go!โ€ Sierra lifted her gaze, her look brooking no argument. Kason should have been annoyed, but for some reason, seeing that look in Sierraโ€™s eyes only tickled his heart; he couldnโ€™tโ€ฆ

โ€œAlright, Iโ€™ll take you there.โ€ Kason courteously opened the car door, and Sierra hesitated but eventually got in.

Arriving at school, Sierra noticed people were looking at her strangely. What now?

Just as she was about to check the schoolโ€™s forum on her phone, she overheard a conversation: โ€œI heard she had a falling out with Mr. Yeager. She hasnโ€™t been to his classes these past few days,โ€

โ€œMr. Yeager must have finally seen her true colors and dumped her.โ€

โ€œMr. Yeager didnโ€™t show up for class today either. Heard heโ€™s sick.โ€

Sierra froze. Jonathan was sick?

Just then, another piece of gossip reached her ears: โ€œI heard Mr. Yeager isnโ€™t sick; he was in a car accident.โ€

โ€œReally?โ€

โ€œYes, I recognize Mr. Yeagerโ€™s car. When I was driving in today, I saw his car smashed up, and he wasnโ€™t even in the driverโ€™s seat, just traffic cops at the scene.โ€

โ€œNo way! Is Mr. Yeager badly hurt?โ€

โ€œWho knows!โ€

Sierra couldnโ€™t listen anymore; she turned and ran towards the school gate, dialing Jonathanโ€™s number as she ran. But until the call disconnected, there was no answer from his end.

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