Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 807:

This was Chris’ hidden identity: the elusive leader of the mysterious organization known as The Mask.

Chris studied his transformed reflection with satisfaction and murmured calmly, “Time to meet the other members.”

He pulled on his coat and left the hotel swiftly, vanishing into the night.

Meanwhile, in the presidential suite of a luxurious hotel, Raegan stretched with feline grace.

Her phone buzzed softly against the marble table. A message from an unknown number flashed across the screen, showing nothing but a location and a specific time.

Her lips curved into a knowing smile as she reached for her backpack. Inside, a mask striped with gold gleamed under the light, its surface exuding cold menace.

Night had settled deep over the city, shrouding the streets in silence while heavy clouds draped themselves across the skyline like a suffocating veil. Raegan slipped quietly from the hotel.

dress for a

points, wound through three different street corners, and switched to a taxi before finally arriving at the mouth of a

before her. The cross at its entrance looked menacing in the dim light, its

the address, she moved silently toward an

lifted the mask to her face, concealing her captivating features beneath

𝕷𝖆𝖙𝖊𝓼𝓉 с𝗁αρ𝗍𝓮𝗋𝓈 g⍺𝗅𝗇𝖔ⲃ𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗆

vanished, replaced by the commanding presence of The Mask’s ruthless second-in-command. She now embodied Lady Golden Enigma, the merciless overseer of the

she pushed against the heavy, weathered

shadows. Figures dressed in black occupied the benches, each wearing a distinctive mask, their heads bowed in silence. Every head

in perfect unison, offering her

a subtle nod,

and settled into her seat, waiting