Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 679:

This woman wasn’t protecting her reputation anymore. She was throwing poison in every direction, desperate to shift the blame.

The room suddenly went still.

All eyes turned to Maia, waiting for her to speak.

“Rosanna, your fiancé walked out on you at your own engagement party. Was that because of me, or was it something between you and him?” Her voice was steady—not loud, but it carried through the room with sharp clarity. “I think you already know the answer.”

She didn’t flinch as she continued, “And about our birthday banquet—I left early that night. I had something else to do. Whatever you did after drinking too much, whatever mess you got yourself into—that has nothing to do with me. If you really believe I set you up, take it to court. File a case. But standing here throwing accusations just to gain sympathy? That’s not how the truth works.”

In just a few calm, precise sentences, Maia dismantled everything Rosanna had screamed about. The crowd immediately erupted.

“Maia’s response was flawless!”

own problem, and how could she shamelessly blame

party, shouldn’t that be his fault, not

trying too hard to make herself the

the comment sections

does is blame others. She thinks everyone’s too stupid

reciting lines from a bad soap

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whisper, every comment. Then, as if something snapped inside her, she burst into

biggest fear had always been the same—that no one would believe her. And now,

as she shouted, “Why won’t any of you believe me? This is all Maia’s fault! She stole seventeen years of my life, stole my fiancé right after getting out of prison, and now she’s trying to

matter how loudly she cried, the crowd didn’t soften. Instead,