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.

cast a sidelong glance at Sandra, his lips pressing into a thin, uncertain line. “Maybe… maybe you should be the one to talk to her,” he murmured, his voice brittle. “You’re closer to her than I am. It might

sounding like defeat. “Just tell her it’s the only path left to protect both her brother and her own future. We’re out

Let’s not forget that you were the one who made this deal. Are you really going to shrink away now, when she needs the truth from both of us? Absolutely not. We

either of them could knock, the door

to find her parents frozen outside her room, wearing

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What’s going on?” she asked

recent emotional outbursts, Richard and Sandra exchanged a loaded glance.

been unbearable for you lately. But we need to think about what comes next — for

chosen like a fragile thread. “Your father

movement sharp, like a tremor beneath

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

Wait. Could it be…?