Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1049 Chapter 1050: He lifted the device, studying the illuminated screen as his brow creased into deep furrows. Sandra glided past, catching sight of his troubled expression. "Richard, has something disturbed you?" Richard's gaze snapped upward, wonder threading through his words. "Someone witnessed Rosanna at Cooper Group's exclusive cocktail gathering this evening." He bolted upright, turning the phone toward her. "She appeared in public not as our Morgan daughter, but as Axell's wife-Mrs.

Nelson." "This news fills my heart with pure joy!" Sandra seized the phone, devouring its contents with hungry eyes. "Richard, what we did was right-Rosanna will surely remember our sacrifice with gratitude." "Precisely! Axell honored his word and made Rosanna his wife," Richard reflected, satisfaction warming his voice. "We fulfilled our final duty as her biological parents." "The world now recognizes Rosanna as Mrs. Nelson." Sandra's expression clouded with sudden melancholy. "Yet we received no wedding invitation.

Does our daughter harbor resentment toward us?" "Abandon such thoughts-Axell must have forbidden her from including us," Richard said with gentle reassurance. "Everything belongs to yesterday now. Perhaps someday Rosanna will comprehend the love behind our difficult choices." Meanwhile, Rosanna had returned to the Nelson mansion's familiar embrace. Her spirits soared with quiet triumph.

Earlier that evening, she had prostrated herself before Kiley, surrendering her pride to become nothing more than a willing servant-even offering to grovel as her devoted lapdog-all to secure Kiley's assistance against Maia. These humiliating acts meant nothing to Rosanna's calculating mind. If destroying Maia required such sacrifices, she would pay any price. After all, the moment she bartered away her dignity and status for raw power, her former self had died completely. Therefore, Rosanna had finally grasped the victory she had pursued so relentlessly.

Your favorite tales are on gαℓησνs․çоnn Kiley had accepted her desperate proposal, hiring her as an assistant to coordinate the approaching charity gala alongside Raegan. Axell remained in the shower while Rosanna stretched across their bed, her vacant stare fixed on the ceiling's pristine surface. "Kiley believes I'm merely another piece on her elaborate chessboard. But in my carefully constructed game, she has become the true pawn serving my purposes." Rosanna's features hardened into granite resolve.

The time had arrived for her foolish parents to face the devastating consequences of their betrayal. She reached for the phone she had obtained from Austen. Her eyes blazed with dangerous fervor. "Richard, Sandra, you have proven yourselves unworthy of parenthood. Since you worship Maia and dream of claiming her as your daughter, I will ensure you perish drowning in that very delusion." Rosanna sat on the plush bed, her sudden laughter sharp and unhinged, echoing through the room. "They don't deserve to be called parents. They should be dead, but not quickly.

I want them to suffer, to drown in despair. And I'll pin their deaths on Maia," she muttered, her voice low and venomous. . . .