Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 689:

“Maia!” His knees struck the cold marble with a weighty thud, the sound echoing like a muted drumbeat of desperation. “For seventeen years, we raised you. Doesn’t that mean anything? I’m begging you — please, come back. Let us start over. We can rebuild from the ashes!”

Maia stopped, turning her head slightly. Her face showed no flicker of emotion.

Her voice was low, yet carried the weight of a sealed verdict.

“My parents died a long time ago. Mr. Morgan, Mrs. Morgan… please try to hold on to your dignity.”

And she walked away without a backward glance.

Pattie shot the pair a look of pure scorn, let out a cold snort, and quickly followed after Maia.

to chase again, but this time,

vanished from his expression.

once. Keep hounding Maia, and you’ll have more than a lawsuit to worry about. There will be consequences —

like ice, draining the color from Sandra’s face as she froze

he swallowed his words, unwilling to voice his

before he pivoted, resuming his pursuit of Maia

Vince burst onto the

shouldered past

utterly wrong. That vile woman Rosanna twisted my judgment, made me blind to the truth. Scream at me, strike me if that can make you feel better. I deserve every bit

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trembling as he produced an elegant velvet box. Before the stunned onlookers, he revealed