Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 805:

Inspiration struck her all at once.

Even while she had been behind bars for four years, Maia never put down her pencil. “Rebirth” was only a small window into her talent, a snapshot of the journey her art had taken. Since childhood, drawing had been inseparable from her sense of self.

Excelling in fashion design, she knew, required rock-solid fundamentals — especially when it came to mastering the human form.

Back in school, Maia often participated in art contests, consistently winning first prizes. Yet Richard and Sandra never paid her efforts any mind. In fact, they would scold her for “wasting” time on art.

Discouraged, Maia eventually withdrew from every competition.

Of everyone in the Morgan family, only Vicki ever recognized her passion, leaving warm encouragement scribbled on the backs of her drawings: “Wonderful work, Maia. Don’t stop.”

Because of Vicki’s faith in her, Maia stayed true to her love for art, never letting it go.

that art could capture and preserve everything someone holds

had once hung in Maia’s bedroom at the Morgan home. Whenever she looked at Vicki’s gentle smile in that portrait,

gotten rid of that portrait — along with the rest of Maia’s treasured possessions —

the memory of that painting’s comfort as if

different story: only a mother’s portrait, her face forever left unfinished. The fact that he had

𝓵𝖆𝓉𝓔𝓢𝓣 ςհ𝓪ρ𝓽𝖊𝗋𝓈 𝗀𝖺Ⱡn𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝓈․ⅽ𝗼𝗺

taxi

a lift?” The driver’s question snapped

gently. “Could you take us

and Chris slipped into the

and shadows streamed past in a slow, gentle rhythm. Sunbeams slipped through the glass, painting Maia’s profile with a warm, golden hue

interest. She took in his strong brow, the fan