Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 587:

With the clock ticking mercilessly toward fifteen days, Richard felt the squeeze — like being caught in quicksand, where struggle only sinks you faster.

Gritting his teeth and swallowing his pride, he muttered, “Alright. I’ll go back and speak with Rosanna.”

Axell’s mood flipped again like a switch. He beamed. “Excellent! No problem at all.”

His thoughts drifted to Rosanna’s graceful figure, and he found himself impatient to claim what he’d been promised.

With a casual wave of his hand, he turned to the butler standing nearby. “Show them out.”

After leaving the Nelson estate behind, Richard and Sandra rushed home, the air between them thick with unspoken tension.

They stood outside Rosanna’s bedroom door, hesitant, as though the wood itself might lash out if they knocked.

maybe you should be the one to talk to her,” he murmured, his voice brittle. “You’re closer to her

breath sounding like defeat. “Just tell her it’s the only path left to protect both her brother and her own future. We’re out of moves, Sandra. I believe she’ll understand —

who made this

of them could knock, the door creaked

come out in search of food — only to find her parents frozen

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going on?”

Sandra exchanged a loaded glance. After a beat, Sandra took the lead, her tone careful, like someone walking barefoot across glass. “Rosanna, we need to talk,” she began,

things have been unbearable for you lately. But we

a fragile thread. “Your father and I discussed… There’s someone willing to accept you, to give you a stable life. You wouldn’t have to carry this burden alone anymore. Would you

hand began to tremble, the movement

that she’d fallen from grace, her hopes of marrying into prestige reduced to ashes. Who could possibly want

Wait. Could it be…?