Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 538:

“A citywide fireworks show? Is this real?” someone gasped.

“My phone isn’t doing it justice! The wide-angle can’t catch it all — record it, now!”

“This looks unreal… Am I dreaming?”

“Who is this Mr. M? How much did this cost?”

“Wait — look!” a voice shouted.

Gasps followed. High above, fireworks erupted in perfect sequence, arranging themselves into enormous letters that stretched across the canvas of the sky: “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAIA.”

The sentence glowed in flames and light, burning against the backdrop of the night.

A hush fell over the entire venue.

Only the thunder of fireworks remained… and the frantic tapping of phones as guests scrambled to capture the moment.

flooded with clips of the display from every angle — downtown rooftops, party balconies, even

was a

could refresh. The hashtag #CitywideFireworksForMaia climbed rapidly — rocketing straight to number

were #HappyBirthdayMaia and

of the grand hall, a few faces had gone visibly sour — tight-lipped, silent, and suddenly very, very

letters, and Rosanna couldn’t look away. Dryness gripped her throat

your favorite stories

were the main event — the grand gesture of the night. Now,

stolen the spotlight

name behind it? Mr. M. Whoever

moment, Claudius’ expression

appearance he always wore. What remained was a quiet sting that clung to

Maia — but he had done it better,

was obvious whose gift had triumphed,

of Claudius’ shifting mood. Vince gently swirled his wine glass, his initial astonishment melting

not only brushed off Vince’s gift, she’d dismissed