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.

some formidable entity, and these

the mood in the courtyard 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 immediate. Eyes darted

tension mounted, the masked man suddenly halted. He stepped closer to Maia, then bowed deeply

crowd like wind across glass. The

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lips parted, and her eyes narrowed as

faint smile, his head tilting slightly. “I am here on behalf of Mr. M. He wishes to present you

repeated, her

There was no passing resemblance to anyone she knew. No mental link, no flash of

a blank. Who was he?

man slowly raised a

voice rang out across the stunned silence. “Mr. M presents a citywide fireworks display in celebration of Ms.

as he finished, a thunderous bang cracked

Startled, heads jerked upward.