Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 545:

The guests standing closest froze, their faces a mix of shock and awkward realization.

“Look at that seal… It’s legitimate. Stamped by Cooper Group. So that really is Angel’s Tear…”

“Heavens! Who is this Mr. M anyway? With money like that, he might even outrank the Coopers! Maybe he’s from one of those elite families in Drakmire?”

The words sliced through the doubters like a winter gust, leaving them red-faced and speechless.

Richard felt his knees wobble. The weight of regret pressed down harder than ever.

If only the Morgan family had treated Maia with decency — if they hadn’t cast her aside — maybe they would have had a stake in all this fortune too.

Sandra drew several sharp breaths in a row, her chest heaving as she struggled to steady herself. The shock from the documents nearly sent her to the floor. She had braced herself for drama tonight, but this? This was seismic. She never, not even in her wildest speculations, imagined that Maia had such a powerful backer. A single gift—just one—had flipped her entire worldview on its head.

frozen. His teeth sank into his bottom lip

he once watched walk away in shackles—was gone. Four years in prison had reshaped her, hardened her, and elevated

that matter—dust in the rearview mirror. Yet they still fantasized about Maia kneeling down to apologize,

gift in his hand slowly

masked man stepped forward. With both hands, he

.

with elegance and calm, “it now belongs to

she had heard correctly. Was he… actually giving it to

stared at the gem—the Angel’s Tear—so close that she could see the shimmer ripple inside it like a living flame. It was breathtaking. For her, being

“And I don’t even know who Mr. M is. I truly can’t accept this. But please thank him

words fell like a hammer in the room. A sharp collective gasp echoed from the young women nearby. She said what? She

earlier embarrassment, no one dared to say a word out loud. Pride had already slapped them once tonight—they

glossy, stared at Maia in disbelief. Why would this woman refuse something like that? If it had been her, she would have clung to it like