Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 532:

The atmosphere turned vibrant, buzzing with conversation and admiration. All eyes were on her. And Rosanna? She stood off to the side, forgotten.

The very same young women who had once gathered around her now drifted toward Maia like moths to a flame.

Only one remained. Stacy stepped forward awkwardly, pulling out a small gift bag. Inside was a modest pair of shoes, stylish but clearly inexpensive.

“Rosanna, happy birthday,” she said, her voice subdued. Then she leaned in and whispered, “I broke things off with that older guy… Money’s been tight lately. Hope you don’t mind.”

Comparison was a cruel teacher.

Rosanna’s face stiffened, and her fists curled so tightly that her manicured nails carved half-moons into her palms.

Just then, a guest taking photos with his phone received a Twitter notification.

Brielle had posted an update: “Happy birthday to my brilliant composer, Maia!”

the entire room

merged, creating a wave

eyes widened with disbelief. Someone blurted out, “Wait, is this real?

hardly keep their voices down as they watched their phones light

believe it—look at this. My favorite actress even joined

tagged

Ⱡ𝗮𝗍𝙚𝕤𝖙 ς𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗲𝖗𝗌 ɢ𝗮𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․𝚌𝗈𝗆

Twitter. #HappyBirthdayMaia has shot straight to the top! Over ten million mentions

trending! Feels like the whole world is throwing Maia a birthday

everyone seemed glued to Twitter, swept up in the

looked startled, lost in the sudden flood of online

industry, but it looked like half the celebrity world had lined up to

unlocking their phones, shock spread across their faces, leaving them speechless. Rosanna’s fingers shook as she tried to steady her grip on

her phone. She had forgotten that