Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 872:

Chris wasn’t the type to dial and then stay quiet. The line was live, yet no words came. Only muffled sounds slipped through, as if the phone had been hidden from sight.

Maxwell’s chest tightened. What could drive Chris to reach out like this? If he wasn’t speaking, was it because he couldn’t? Because he was in danger?

The thought struck like lightning, widening Maxwell’s eyes with sudden realization.

From the back seat, Marisa straightened, her lollipop slipping from her fingers as she blurted out, “Maxwell, look at this! Vince Ward’s putting on a show again — he’s actually proposing to Maia in front of everyone. It’s all over the internet. Some people are even saying Maia isn’t worthy of him. Can you believe that?”

Her words snapped Maxwell’s attention to Marisa’s phone. On the live stream, Chris’ outline was unmistakable in the background.

A knot tightened in Maxwell’s chest. “Why would Chris call me in the middle of this chaos?” he muttered, suspicion sharpening his focus.

Before the thought could settle, Maia’s voice suddenly broke through the Bluetooth, catching him completely off guard.

now than before. It seemed Chris had

a breath, Vince. Give me the remote first… I’ll

couldn’t make out her words, but now

A remote?

across

Chris whispering, “Maia, stay back. He’s wired with

like a bolt of lightning. He shot up from his seat, terror racing through him, sweat prickling his

𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒

Chris’ strange, silent call, the

he would stop by the spicy restaurant to settle the accounts. And he always

a cello. Hidden inside was a custom-built

now, Maxwell was stationed just under