Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 530:

As he spoke, he pulled a red scarf from his pocket — aged around the edges but clearly cared for. Its fraying threads didn’t hide the fact that it had been washed, folded, and held onto.

Maia’s brow creased the moment she saw it. Recognition was instant. She distinctly remembered Jarrod throwing it away.

Jarrod caught the flicker of emotion in her eyes and continued, his voice softer now, “I was a kid back then. I didn’t get what it meant. But now I do. That scarf… you put time into it. You cared. And I was too stupid to see that. I’m lucky I got it back. So today, this is me trying to make it right. If the scarf can find its way back, maybe we can too. We’re still family… right?”

Moved by his own words, Jarrod truly believed that he’d reached her. Surely Maia would feel something too — wouldn’t she?

He waited, almost smiling, expecting her to soften, accept the gift, and step back into the Morgan family as if nothing had ever broken. Maia, his good sister, would return at last.

But no emotion crossed Maia’s face. Her voice was steady and flat as she said, “I don’t want it.”

hesitation. What was it that she didn’t want? The scarf or the love and care from

Jarrod down again, Richard finally lost his patience. His voice dropped, heavy with restrained anger

she hadn’t made peace with the Morgan family, and that left him feeling

but too proud to make a

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front of an audience, their fury had to simmer under a

Of course, they came running when they had something to gain. But why should she show courtesy to the very people who had wounded her? Whatever debt she owed the Morgan family had

out a short laugh. “Respect

to keep playing the part they had written for her. Lifting her chin, she looked between Richard and Sandra and said loud enough for everyone to hear, “Whether I accept this gift

on with thinly veiled amusement, as if caught up in a live episode of some over-the-top soap

burned just beneath the surface, but he clenched his jaw. He could not afford a public outburst

he forced himself to swallow the bitter taste rising in