Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 982:

A playful spark lit Raegan’s eyes as she looked him over. “I’ve seen you before, so what’s with all the disguise? And honestly, that shaven-headed look you wore earlier — it weirdly suited you better.”

Austen gave a gentle laugh but chose to remain silent.

Raegan’s expression shifted as the mood grew heavier. “I’ll speak with the leader directly about your return. Tomorrow, I want you in Otruitho to finish what I left behind.”

“Understood.” Austen nodded once. “But I need a few more days here. There are some loose ends I still have to deal with.”

His eyes narrowed, and though his voice remained even, there was tension beneath the surface — like a storm barely held back.

there was one more person he needed to confront — his

way back to the Nelson estate. Crossing the threshold,

sharp breath escaped

headed straight for the living room. In a cold voice, he asked, “Who’s

practiced motion. No one in the house dared to offend Austen, the second son of the Nelson family, known for his cold temper. With the

from

Austen pause, his

Axell’s way of getting back at him—retribution for what Jarrod had

slipped from Austen, tinged with disinterest. It seemed some sort of deal had been struck; otherwise, Axell wouldn’t let it go, given

shaking his head with mild exasperation. “If he’d put even half as much effort into the company as he does chasing women,

Axell without a second thought. But dealing with his older brother wasn’t exactly simple. If it hadn’t been for their parents’ dying wish—asking him to stand by Axell—he wouldn’t be involved in