Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 522:

His assistant emerged swiftly from the car’s shadow, placing an exquisite gift box into Claudius’ waiting hand.

Though modest in size — barely larger than his palm — the box commanded attention with its elaborate gilded patterns that caught the light in hypnotic swirls.

This simple yet loaded gesture sent ripples of hushed awe through the gathered crowd, followed immediately by a rising tide of excited speculation.

“So the earlier gifts were just warm-up gifts; this must be the true gift! Claudius thinks of everything!” one voice carried above the murmurs.

“Did you catch the dimensions of that box?” another whispered urgently. “It’s perfectly sized for jewelry. Could it possibly contain… a diamond ring?”

“Is he actually planning to propose to Rosanna during her birthday celebration? No way!”

“Why not? Remember the extravagant fireworks and those heartfelt projections earlier? When else could he orchestrate such a perfectly romantic moment?”

“We may be witnessing a pivotal moment in high society tonight. The Morgan family could soon ascend to the upper echelons of power!”

heart race uncontrollably, pounding faster with each passing

unfurl before her

smile gentle yet enigmatic, approached with purposeful steps that seemed

creating an impromptu aisle for his passage. A reverent silence blanketed the venue as all eyes tracked his measured progress toward Rosanna, not a single breath disturbing

thought stung. Had she known, she would never have invested her talent so foolishly. Yet curiosity nagged at her. How had Rosanna managed to ensnare someone as discerning as Claudius? At the Cooper

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truly harbored feelings for Rosanna, it would throw a lifeline to the floundering Morgan family —

Maia didn’t care. In her private calculations, both families were merely pieces

fluid grace, stepping several paces backward to

collective breath of the gathering remained trapped in their lungs,

Sandra’s fingers curled into tight

lips twitching with the effort to suppress a victorious

herself this time! Who would dare

thoughtful. This wasn’t just a birthday gift for

Maia with growing dissatisfaction. Just yesterday, Rosanna had kindly prepared a gift

late. When she finally got here, she didn’t even bother to greet the guests. Worse still, she came