The Lost Heiress: Never Forgiven (Sierra Xander) novel Chapter 517

Susie immediately understood Victor’s intent. She gave a faint smile. “No need to test me. No need to doubt me. My son and I have no interest in such things. I’m just a simple woman who wants a peaceful life with my husband and son. Nothing more. I already have more money than I can spend.”

Susie had no desire to linger a second longer. She added plainly, “If that’s all, I’ll take my leave.”

“Wait.”

After going through all the trouble to arrange this meeting, Victor had no intention of letting her walk away so easily.

“You shouldn’t speak in absolutes.”

“You can’t speak for your son. Young people always have ideas of their own. They’re bolder, more impulsive—they want more.”

“Don’t you dare target my son.”

Susie’s warning cut sharp through the room. Her demeanor shifted in an instant.

Only moments ago she’d appeared slightly intimidated—now she stood like a lioness guarding her cub.

“Victor, let me warn you: this isn’t your country.”

She turned to leave. As she passed Maddox, she paused meaningfully.

“Maddox, you’ve made a poor choice.”

Maddox’s face stiffened with discomfort. Though he hadn’t heard the conversation inside, Susie’s fury told him enough—Victor must have used Chase to manipulate her.

After Susie left, Maddox stepped into the private room, expecting to find Victor seething.

Instead, he found him completely distracted, lost in thought.

“Mr. Victor?” he called.

Victor snapped out of it and glanced up at him. Then, out of nowhere, he said,

“I want everything you can find on this woman named Susie.”

Maddox frowned. “Mr. Victor, even if her relationship with Jonathan is distant, she’s still Chase’s wife—Jonathan’s stepmother.”

He meant to caution Victor not to waste energy on someone of minor importance. But Victor’s response was pure rage.

“Do what I say.”

“Young man, your family’s future still depends on me.”

It felt like a slap to Maddox’s face. His chest rose and fell sharply with suppressed frustration—but in the next second, he calmed down.

“Yes, Mr. Victor. I’ll do everything I can to get what you need.”

Victor still wore a stormy expression.

His thoughts were a mess. Gone was the gentlemanly mask he usually wore—he couldn’t maintain it any longer.

Just now, Susie’s mannerisms and tone had been exactly like her.

The way she threatened him. The way she spoke.

Technology today could easily change someone’s appearance. But mannerisms… those couldn’t be forged.

It was the same time Nancy had supposedly died.

Then he looked into Susie and Wendy’s relationship. The records showed they had no contact at all—until after Susie recovered from her illness.

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