Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 812:

Maia wasn’t the real daughter of the Morgan family, but she had been born on the same day as Rosanna. Because of that, the Morgans had once hosted a joint celebration for both of them.

While reading the article, Raegan let out a low chuckle. “Now this is something… Maia isn’t a Morgan, huh?”

Continuing down the page, she paused when she spotted a familiar name — Kiley’s younger brother, Claudius — who had gifted Maia something excessively lavish.

“So that explains Kiley’s reaction. Her own brother’s chasing after Maia — someone actually from the slums.”

Just as she prepared to scroll again, Raegan’s breath hitched.

A new image loaded onto the screen — someone in a mask, introducing himself as a representative of Mr. M, offering gifts to Maia.

Raegan’s stare hardened as she took in the photo, her jaw tightening. The muscles in her hand clenched around the mouse, her knuckles paling from the pressure.

no way she’d mistake that

belonged solely to members of The

gifts — an explosion of fireworks, a mesmerizing drone light show, and the Angel’s Tear, a rare blue sapphire valued

focused on the image, her eyes locked on the mask’s details. The longer she examined it,

was worn by the elite members tasked with

escaped Raegan’s lips, her

be? Was Mr. M actually the leader

???? ??????? at

herself. The truth struck

extravagant display — so much wealth, organization members hand-delivering a birthday present — only The Mask’s top figure

her mind: what

Metal? Mask? Maybe Master?

the same imposing presence — the mysterious leader who always wore that silver

go to such lengths