The Lost Heiress: Never Forgiven (Sierra Xander) novel Chapter 513

White’s eyes flickered with bitter sarcasm. He didn’t argue, just asked coldly, “Where’s Jonathan? I want to see him.”

“You already did,” Stone replied. “Last time.”

“I want to see him again—or call him. Right now. Immediately.”

White’s emotions were unraveling fast.

Arms folded, Stone watched him calmly.

White ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “I can’t leave this place. I’ll die.”

Those words hit Stone like a brick.

Jonathan had been right.

Stone looked at White with a flash of sympathy. “I don’t know why you’d think that. But I won’t let you die—not yet. Now get in the car.”

That assurance seemed to calm White a little.

He closed his eyes during the drive, silent and distant. Stone sat beside him, alert.

Several vehicles had been dispatched at the same time, each one heavily secured—layered with protection.

But many eyes were watching.

Not long into the route, Stone got a call: several of the decoy vehicles had been attacked and blown up.

His face darkened with fury.

Victor and his son had stirred up this mess, yet it was innocent people who paid the price.

Fortunately, Stone’s car made it to the hotel safely.

But that didn’t mean he relaxed. He knew this was only the beginning.

As White got out, he glanced at Stone and whispered, “Tell Jonathan—I’ll agree to anything he wants.”

He was done playing games.

He wanted to live.

And if survival meant relying on a man who wasn’t even family, so be it.

Up until Victor requested to see him, White had clung to a shred of hope—that his father wouldn’t be so heartless.

But Victor was Victor. He should’ve known better.

In Victor’s eyes, he was no longer a son. He was a threat.

Stone didn’t respond, didn’t acknowledge the words—but White wasn’t upset. He knew Stone had heard him.

Even though this was a father-son meeting, White was now an internationally wanted criminal. Victor wasn’t allowed to meet him alone.

Stone brought two officers along and led White into the pre-cleared meeting room.

Despite multiple security sweeps, his men checked the room again before letting anyone in.

Maddox was already there. When he saw Stone, he smiled and nodded.

Stone immediately looked away.

Undeterred, Maddox made small talk. “Didn’t expect you to personally lead the escort.”

So why do you all look at me like that?

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