Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 866:

Chris arched an eyebrow, his gaze a silent warning. He fell into step beside her, his voice low but firm.

“Stop harassing my employer, or I won’t ask nicely next time.”

A strange weight settled over Vince, rooting him to the spot. His fists clenched, nails biting into his palms as he watched Maia’s figure recede.

The memory of Chris’ fist connecting with his jaw weeks ago flickered in his mind, a bruise on his pride that hadn’t faded. His lips trembled, and his voice cracked, rising in a desperate pitch.

“Maia, wait! Fine, I’ll say it here!”

He stumbled forward, chasing her retreating form, the crowd’s curious eyes following him. Swallowing hard, he raised his voice, words tumbling out in a rush.

“Maia, I screwed up. I know that. Rosanna — she twisted my head, fed me lies, and I fell for it. One mistake after another.”

steady against

voice broke, raw with anguish, his eyes fixed on her

two weeks, Maia. Rain, heat, it didn’t matter. I waited. I can’t stop thinking

dragged a hand through his hair, his voice thick

sorry — so sorry. Give me a chance to make it right. I’ll give you anything, everything, if you’ll just forgive me.

with remorse, echoed like a confession, quickly

closer, some recognizing the Ward family heir from tabloids and

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Ward?” a woman whispered, pointing. “Begging like

romantic,” another sighed. “But she’s

can’t take back,” an older man muttered, shaking

of dissent spread through the onlookers, their

her