Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 921:

At the same time, a figure lurking in the shadows near Elysium Apartments quietly tailed Maia as well. He was none other than the private eye, Cade.

At Elysium Apartments, sunlight shimmered off a sleek silver Maserati, scattering flashes across the polished parking lot like dancing mercury.

Maia emerged from the stairwell with calm precision. Dressed in a tailored black suit that cut a commanding silhouette, she radiated effortless confidence. She slid into the driver’s seat of the luxury sports car, adjusted the seat and mirror with the ease of someone who had done it a thousand times—but didn’t start the engine right away.

Instead, she pulled out her phone and typed a quick reply to Claudius: “Sure. Let’s meet in two hours at Starlight Café, right next to the MCN building.” Message sent, she tossed the phone onto the passenger seat, started the car, and rolled out of the apartment complex with graceful control.

Sunlight streamed through the side window, outlining her features in a crisp, elegant profile. She looked focused and unbothered.

however, was the black Rolls-Royce Phantom that purred to life just moments after she drove off. Inside, Chris steered with one hand while the other draped casually over the window frame, his eyes locked on the gleaming silver Maserati ahead. He followed at a measured pace, always

amused. “She’s been practicing.” He tapped the accelerator, keeping pace with ease. His calm

work—then a meeting with Claudius. Traffic thickened, but Chris adjusted effortlessly. The

up. Inside, Cade was growing impatient. “Slow down! Follow that Rolls-Royce Phantom!” he barked from

𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 𝙜Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⸬𝙘𝙤𝙢

plain on his face. “Sir, shouldn’t we be following Maia? She’s in that limited-edition Maserati. If I don’t floor it, we’ll lose

you go after her car, her bodyguard

“Wait… you

you even paying attention earlier? How could you miss that Maia has a bodyguard?” Cade was nearing the edge of his patience, silently wishing his assistant

distance. We can’t