Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 567:

The sofa had been pushed aside, clearing a wide space in the middle. The floor shone, spotless and bright under the glow.

Golden strands hung from the ceiling, dotted with tiny stars, like a galaxy floating just above her head.

Maia’s heart skipped a beat. Before she could even grasp what was going on, a figure stepped out from the far side of the room.

It was Chris.

He wore a sharp white suit, tailored just right to fit his broad shoulders and lean build.

His usual casual, easygoing vibe was nowhere to be seen. Tonight, he carried himself with a quiet grace, like a gentleman from a timeless portrait.

Chris gave a slight bow, his eyes warm and shining like a sky full of stars. His voice was deep and captivating when he said, “Happy birthday, my love.”

Every move was smooth, his words polished, like he’d practiced this moment over and over.

care about her birthday. She never

on her heart melted away, swept aside by a flood of feelings that she couldn’t quite

Chris was right there in

wings of a raven, and his eyes held the gentle warmth of spring’s first thaw,

palm open, and with a slight tilt of his head, asked,

hesitated, still stunned by the surprise. But moved by the effort he’d made, she

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steady, giving off a

— a tune she knew well. It was

melody drifted through the room like a soft, flowing river. Chris moved with flawless grace. His timing

steps backward. His hand

managed to dance without tripping, even though she wasn’t

mint and cedar, wrapping around her

spin, every quick look made her heart race, throwing off her