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 people were here to

toward the Morgan family dissolved like mist under heat. No one made a move to intervene. Self-preservation kicked in, sharp and immediate. Eyes darted toward the exits, and people started calculating

suddenly halted. He stepped closer to Maia, then bowed deeply before her — low, respectful,

across glass. The

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blinked, taken aback. Her lips parted, and her eyes narrowed as she studied him. “Do

smile, his head tilting slightly. “I am here on behalf of

she repeated, her

resemblance to

blank. Who was he?

ask, the masked man slowly raised a hand and extended

the stunned silence. “Mr. M presents a citywide

soon as he finished, a thunderous bang cracked

Startled, heads jerked upward.