Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 537:

However, the masked man didn’t spare Richard a glance. He bypassed him and headed straight to stand in front of Maia.

Richard’s face twitched. He had just been dismissed — publicly, brazenly — as if he were invisible.

He reached out to intercept, but before he could take a full step, weight crushed down on both his shoulders. Two of the suited men had flanked him, their hands clamping down like steel vices.

Pain bloomed in his joints. He winced, struggling in their iron grip. “Who are you people? What do you want?”

Eyes shifted across the courtyard. Guests stood frozen, their posture tense, unsure whether to intervene or just watch.

Nobody moved. Not one of them had come armed with bodyguards. This was supposed to be a party, not a battlefield.

There might have only been a few dozen of these suited men, but it was enough. Their presence was loud.

Their movements were measured. Each one stood like they had walked straight out of a paramilitary unit — coordinated, efficient, and dangerous.

offended some formidable entity, and these

fractured. Whatever loyalty the guests might have feigned toward the Morgan family dissolved like mist under heat. No one made a move to intervene. Self-preservation kicked in, sharp and

mounted, the masked man suddenly halted. He stepped closer to

through the crowd like wind across glass. The entire narrative flipped in an

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aback. Her lips parted, and her eyes narrowed as she studied

here on behalf of

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nothing to her. There was no passing resemblance to anyone

a blank. Who was

masked man slowly raised

M presents a citywide fireworks display in

he finished, a thunderous bang cracked across

Startled, heads jerked upward.