Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 871:

“You’ve cornered me, Maia. Don’t you see? I have nowhere left to go. Life means nothing without you. Say you’ll marry me, here and now, and I’ll listen to anything you want… I swear it.”

Maia kept silent, her brow furrowing as unease clouded her face. Nothing in that moment felt more volatile than Vince himself — a human powder keg ready to explode at the slightest spark.

His breaths came fast and ragged, chest rising and falling like a storm on the verge of breaking. Then, with a sudden shout, his plea tore through the air, wild and desperate.

“Maia! Will you marry me?”

The words carried a force that turned every head, pulling even more eyes toward them.

Excitement rippled through the bystanders who hadn’t noticed until then. Several rushed closer, shouting:

see! There’s a

cameras shot up instantly, recording, snapping, streaming — the crowd capturing every second in a frenzy. Within moments, livestream links flooded social media, headlines surging

truth — the hidden threat strapped beneath his jacket — remained invisible to

all sides, nerves stretched to breaking point. One

still clinging to sanity, or had he already slipped past the edge into madness? Maia couldn’t tell. Her only hope was to keep him talking, to stall, to search for any crack of reason

concealed detonators told him enough: this was no bluff. Vince was far more dangerous than his worst suspicions had

𝕊𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕔𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕖: 𝗀‎𝖺‎𝗅‎𝗇‎𝗈‎ν‎𝖊‎𝗅‎𝘀‎﹒‎𝖼‎𝗈‎𝗆

his pocket. He silenced it, dialed Maxwell

Vince — suspected a thing. The call

the caller ID and tapped his