Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 637:

Not far off, another figure had seen it all. From a distance, Melanie watched the exchange unfold. Her eyes narrowed, her fists clenched in silent fury. Without a word, she turned away and climbed into her car, never looking back.

A storm of accusations swept the internet that day, branding Maia a plagiarist.

Melanie’s cousin, Mariana, fueled the fire with an Instagram post, setting a pile of MCN’s clothes ablaze in a public spectacle, her caption a veiled jab calling Maia a thief. Larkin’s evidence, meticulously laid out, left little room for doubt: Maia’s designs mirrored those of an overseas fashion designer, stitch for stitch.

The revelation hit Melanie like a punch, shattering the fragile respect she had begun to build for Maia. Disgust coiled in her chest.

She constantly reminded herself that a woman as deceitful as Maia was utterly unworthy of her father.

The Cooper Group, her father’s pride, would never stand for such a person, either.

Melanie vowed to shield her father from ridicule, her resolve hardening like steel.

into the house, she caught her father’s voice drifting from the living room, warm and steady. “Ms. Watson, you have my full trust in this matter. If you need

Watson?

stoking her anger. The audacity of Maia, worming her way into her father’s good

no doubt about it. Even now, she was trying to manipulate her father, wrapping him around her finger like a puppet. She

it was Hurst who had reached out to Maia. News of the plagiarism allegations had prompted

appreciate

call and turned toward the kitchen for a glass of water. That was when he noticed Melanie standing across the room, her face shadowed, eyes

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features. “Is something wrong?

strode toward him, her steps deliberate. “Were you just

through the

blinked, caught off guard, then nodded. “Yes,