Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 976:

Meanwhile, Maxwell finally reached the edge of the arena. Unlike Chris, he couldn’t exactly leap down with ease, so he shouted instead, his voice high with worry, “Marisa! Are you okay?”

Holding her shoulder, Marisa winced. Then, with a tired wave, she said, “Geez, you’re loud. I’m fine, alright?”

Hearing Marisa’s voice sparked something in Maxwell — his chest tightened, and his eyes shimmered with emotion.

Relief washed over him as he let out a shaky breath. “You little troublemaker,” he muttered, voice low. “You scared the hell out of me. No more going off on your own, got it?”

Marisa gave him a pointed look and rolled her eyes. “Yeah? Maybe if you’d moved a little faster, I wouldn’t have had to.”

Even though she knew she’d made the wrong call, the chaos involving Ethan had clouded her judgment.

Saving him was the only thing on her mind at the time.

Meanwhile, by the fence, the crowd grew restless. The host hadn’t announced Maia’s victory — because he had vanished without a trace.

“Why hasn’t anyone called the match? Isn’t it obvious Maia won?”

it! That messes up the whole betting pool.

the rest of the staff? This

shriek tore through the air. “Everyone, run! The cops

thunder cracking

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masks were high-profile individuals — people with reputations they couldn’t afford to

Getting caught wasn’t

had riding on the outcome didn’t

masked spectators shot to their feet, bolting in every

“Watch it! Quit shoving!”

through the arena like

the stage, Chris stood firm, his arms forming

panic. His eyes narrowed, locking

bodies, one figure stood out — familiar, and not by

that figure

her