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.

stunned. She had told herself that Chris didn’t care about her

melted away, swept aside by a

she could even collect her thoughts, Chris was right there in

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

with a slight tilt of his head, asked, “May I have the honor

by the surprise. But moved by the effort he’d made, she slipped her

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warm and steady, giving off a

playing — a tune she knew well. It was a classical

flawless grace. His timing was steady, every step clear and

His hand on her waist was

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

was gentle, carrying hints of mint and

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