Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 524:

Rosanna’s nails carved crescents into her palms. This couldn’t be happening.

Why? Why did Maia constantly overshadow her existence? First, Vince, now Claudius. Maia had already stolen seventeen years of the privileged life that rightfully belonged to her. Wasn’t that theft enough?

Rosanna longed to confront her immediately, though she knew even that confrontation couldn’t possibly contain her rage. She wanted to reduce Maia to nothing but scattered fragments!

Biting her lip until she tasted copper, Rosanna’s gaze darted toward the entrance. Where was Mariana? Had Mariana not insisted on inviting Maia, this birthday celebration would have proceeded flawlessly, sparing Rosanna this public mortification!

Why wasn’t Mariana here yet?

Richard and Sandra stood motionless, exchanging looks of stunned confusion.

As they reflected on their earlier treatment of Maia, shame crept through them like a slow poison.

assured them emphatically that Claudius had accepted her invitation and that his attendance honored

Rosanna, but through Maia? Richard and Sandra

newfound reverence, tinged with shame for

“I heard that you love jewelry, Ms. Watson. This ‘Crimson Heart,’ a century-old treasure from Radiant Jewels, is something only you are worthy

hand and placed a ruby the size of a quail egg onto her palm. “This natural gemstone represents the rarest of finds, appearing perhaps once in a hundred years. I hope it

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cracked overhead, and exclaimed, “Isn’t that the ‘Crimson Heart’? The legendary gem that shines like a royal diadem in Radiant Jewels’ display — but never once

offered a billion for it, and still, Radiant Jewels clutched

all along — it was Maia, right

toward Rosanna with a newfound sneer, their earlier admiration unraveling into contempt. In the midst of this storm of attention, Maia responded with a gentle,

she had always

great feat she had accomplished to deserve such grand gestures from Claudius. Their relationship, at best, was a passing encounter written

she declined, “Mr. Cooper, your gift is too