Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 709:

The inside of the car grew quiet again. Only the steady patter of rain drumming on the windows broke the silence.

Richard switched on the engine without a word, eyes locked on the road ahead, face unreadable.

Several moments passed. Then, almost in a whisper, he finally said, “Let her go. Let’s act like she was never ours… We’ve done our part these past four years. We’ve done what we could.”

He hesitated briefly before adding, “After Jarrod returns, our priority is to work on getting Maia on our side… She’s the last shot we’ve got at saving the Morgan name!”

Sandra gripped the edge of her seat more tightly and gave a slight nod. “Do you think Maia might ever forgive us? After all that we did to her?” she asked quietly.

“How would we know unless we give it a shot? Maia and Jarrod were thick as thieves when they were kids. We jumped to conclusions back then and blamed her unfairly. But now, if the three of us go and plead with her, I’ve got a feeling she might soften.”

and the car picked up speed. “If once isn’t enough, we’ll go again. And again if we have to. We

the master suite at the Nelson estate, Rosanna lay

her dream, she finally wore the white wedding gown that she had always longed

her, clapping and cheering, voices full of

offered her a glass of wine. She took it with a smile

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open. Her throat burned, and tears poured down her cheeks

foggy. She tried to push herself upright, but something yanked her wrist

saw that her wrists and ankles had been