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.

Chris didn’t care about her

away, swept aside by a flood of feelings that

thoughts, Chris

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

reached out his hand, palm open, and with a slight tilt of his

by the effort he’d made, she slipped her hand into

𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩸𝖼𝗈𝗺

off

then, music started playing — a tune she knew well.

the room like a soft, flowing river. Chris moved with flawless grace. His timing was steady, every step

steps backward. His hand on her waist was firm but gentle, perfectly syncing with

managed to dance without tripping, even though

hints of mint and cedar,

spin, every quick look made her