Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 617:

She understood exactly what to expect. Since Richard had gone out of his way to see her, he would definitely follow her and wouldn’t just let her go alone.

A grumbling protest followed. “Maia! Aren’t you even going to give me a hand?” Richard called after her, scrambling to his feet and rushing to keep up.

They settled into a booth at the café on the ground floor.

During the walk over, Richard had not stopped talking for a moment. He harped on about how the Morgan family had taken Maia in and raised her for seventeen years, only for her to announce online that she wanted nothing more to do with them. He insisted that she had shattered his heart.

Richard raised his voice with every complaint, making sure that anyone within earshot could catch every word. Even as the waiter approached to take their order, he kept at it. “Maia, are you hearing a word I’m saying? The Morgan family needs help. You can’t turn your back on us! If it weren’t for us, you’d be nothing!”

Maia closed the menu and addressed the flustered waiter with a steady voice. “We’ll have two lattes.”

not typical of you to throw away all your dignity just to make a scene. Tell me, what is

any longer. If they were going to talk, Maia would rather cut through the nonsense and

down on the table with a thud. “What more do I need to say? Maia, the Morgan family

ungrateful, didn’t you? If that’s how you see it, what makes

laced his fingers together, lowering his voice to a desperate whisper. “That was just anger talking! Didn’t I throw you a huge birthday celebration? Isn’t that worth anything? Now the Morgans are drowning, and you’re just living it up, acting like you’re above it all, turning

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humorless laugh escaped Maia. The truth was plain — she

in the booth, his tie

flared so fiercely that he nearly jumped up to slap Maia. But just as he moved, a

it down, the waiter shot Richard a pointed look. “Sir, could you lower