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.

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 be easier for

path left to protect both her brother and her own future. We’re out

you were the one who made this deal. Are you really going to shrink away now,

of them could knock,

— only to find her parents frozen

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What’s going

bridges. Recalling her recent emotional outbursts, Richard and Sandra exchanged a loaded glance. After a beat, Sandra took the lead, her tone

you lately. But we need

Seeing no immediate reaction on Rosanna’s face, Sandra glanced at Richard and continued, every word chosen like a fragile thread.

tremble, the movement

marrying into prestige reduced to ashes. Who

Wait. Could it be…?