The Lost Heiress: Never Forgiven (Sierra Xander) novel Chapter 506

After handing the contract to his assistant to finalize the share transfer, Jonathan began to think over his upcoming meeting with Victor.

What he didn’t know was that, at that very moment, Sierra was running into Victor face-to-face.

She hadn’t gone out in quite some time. But today, Autumn had called, saying that Professor Martin had fallen ill.

Sierra had always been grateful to Professor Martin. As soon as she hung up, she had someone drive her to the hospital.

She instructed the bodyguards to stay hidden and made her way to the professor’s room—only to run directly into a foreign man.

She didn’t recognize him, but he clearly knew who she was.

Victor had thoroughly investigated Jonathan—and naturally, Sierra had come up in his research as well.

He always made exceptions for brilliant minds. He didn’t understand much about biochemistry, but he knew just how remarkable Sierra was in her field.

Speaking in a foreign language, he struck up a conversation, asking questions about the hospital. Sierra answered, but her expression stayed guarded.

Seeing her wariness, Victor smiled. “You truly have a kind heart.”

Despite being cautious, she had still responded to him—just in case he really needed help.

It had been a long time since he’d met someone so gentle. She reminded him of the love of his life.

Even though he had imprisoned her and done terrible things, every time he injured himself on purpose, she’d still soften.

Maybe that was why, even after her death, he couldn’t let her go.

Now, in Sierra, he saw the same softness.

He suddenly understood why Jonathan cared so deeply for her—it wasn’t just admiration, but attraction. He’d been drawn in.

When Victor switched to their native language and said what he did, Sierra realized who he was.

“Mr. Victor,” she said coolly, “what a performance.”

Her eyes flashed with worry. She couldn’t be sure Professor Martin was truly okay—or whether Autumn’s call had even been made willingly.

Sensing her concern, Victor said, “Don’t worry. I haven’t done anything. This is your country. And I am a law-abiding guest—I respect your laws.”

Sierra didn’t believe a single word.

He’d been brazen enough to do terrible things thirty years ago. Now, as head of the Victor family, he was even more powerful.

“Excuse me,” she said. “I need to check on the professor myself.”

“Of course,” Victor replied, making a graceful gesture that carried the air of old nobility.

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