Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 710:

Directly across from the bed stood a fat, middle-aged man with a bulging stomach. A sick grin stretched across his face.

Of all people, it had to be him — Axell!

Rosanna froze. Her breath hitched, and terror danced in her wide, bewildered eyes. It felt like invisible hands were squeezing her throat.

Her voice quivered as she asked, “How… how did I end up here?”

She thrashed against the restraints, panic taking hold. The red ties dug sharply into her wrists, and her parched throat barely let any words out.

“Axell, let me go!”

“I wouldn’t bother struggling if I were you.” Axell strolled closer, eyes shamelessly raking over her. His grin was cruel and full of malice. “In the shape you’re in, there’s no escaping!”

out a low chuckle and, without warning, yanked off the towel that had been draped

and horror washed over her as she saw

drained from her face

slammed into her, swallowing her whole. It felt like

down to a delicious meal made with love by

not possible…” Her thoughts spun wildly, a storm of disbelief. “I remember… I was at home, eating

confusion. “Naturally, they had to fill your belly first — so you’d be strong

up, her voice cracked and raw. “That’s a lie!

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— explain how you ended up here. You can’t, can you? That’s because they

the nightstand and held it up.

dim light, remnants of transparent liquid still clinging to its

The realization struck her like ice water