Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 902:

Unaware of Maia’s subtle change in demeanor, Kathie let out a sigh and carried on. “Who would’ve thought you’d land in such a mess the moment you returned… Vince is completely out of his mind—imagine threatening you with bombs. It’s like he treats human lives as nothing but playthings. I truly don’t understand what was going through the Morgans’ heads when they decided to pair you up with someone like him. Thank goodness you’re not actually one of them.” Worry creased her forehead, and her voice quivered with both unease and quiet anger. “Maia, I was honestly terrified… When I saw the news earlier today, I felt like the air was knocked out of me.”

Maia understood that Kathie’s concern came from a good place. She reached out, gave her hand a comforting pat, and said in a calm voice, “Don’t fret, Kathie. Look—I’m okay, right?”

But Kathie wouldn’t let it go. She let out another sigh and muttered a few choice words under her breath. “I swear, Vince is headed for disaster. You were lucky—someone up there must’ve been looking out for you. If something had happened to you, I wouldn’t know how to face your parents when I met them in heaven. They did so much for me in the past.” Her voice trailed off as she sank into old memories.

“Your parents—even though they didn’t have much, they always held their heads high,” Kathie said, her expression mellowing. “When Rosanna and Ethan were still kids, things were tough financially, but your parents still made sure they looked presentable. Their clothes might’ve been old and a bit worn, but they carried themselves with such grace. They had this quiet elegance, no matter what.”

did everything they could to make sure their kids had a good shot at life—especially when it came to school.

found out the truth—they were raising the wrong girl. Rosanna wasn’t even theirs. I still remember… whatever she wanted to study, they stood behind her. Life wasn’t easy

in what Kathie said stirred Ethan. Her words unlocked pieces of his

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those days, he and Rosanna were always by their parents’ side. They didn’t have much, but somehow, life felt

well… Dad liked to draw. I can still picture that hawk he did once—just a pencil, but it looked almost real. At the time, I didn’t even

A strange mix of puzzlement and interest began to rise within her. Her thoughts drifted to that sculpture Ethan had gifted her on her

Their faces were