Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1056 Chapter 1057: A group of staff members stepped forward, their courtesy laced with authority as they asked Raegan to go. Not a word came from Maia during the standoff. Her calm expression made it clear she wasn't opposing Pattie's actions. "There's no need to push me out. I was leaving already." Darkness flickered briefly in Raegan's eyes as she backed away, lifting her hands in a gesture of surrender. "I only stopped because I saw someone familiar and wanted to greet her." While speaking, she laid two invitations neatly on the coffee table, then turned her gaze on Maia.

"Maia, is this the way MCN receives its guests?" Her finger pointed to the cards. "These are for a charity gala. Whether you and Ms. Miller decide to come is entirely your choice. But treating me this way is hardly respectable." With that, Raegan pivoted and walked out, refusing to grant either Maia or Pattie a chance to reply. The sharp rhythm of her heels against the floor echoed, then slowly faded away. Pattie let out a cold laugh. "Respectable? That depends on the person. Not everyone deserves the honor of being welcomed by MCN." There was no way she intended to humor Raegan.

Pattie had always been blunt and uncompromising by nature. On top of that, MCN was preparing to go head-to-head with Cooper Group. This was nothing short of a battle. For Cooper Group to show up now with an invitation for Maia and herself could only mean one thing-they were scheming. It was an obvious snare. Pattie turned the thought over in her mind as she strode forward, scooped up the invitations, and made straight for the trash bin without hesitation. But just then, Maia suddenly stopped her. Her gaze lingered on the embossed gold lettering, a faint glimmer sparking in her eyes. "Hold on.

Let's keep them for now. They might come in handy." Fresh updates loaded gαℓησνs․cøm Pattie tilted her head and frowned at Maia. "Come on, Maia. What reason would the Cooper Group have for inviting us? They're probably just trying to force a donation out of us. They're wealthy enough, so why don't they use their own money instead?" A quiet laugh slipped from Maia, her expression unshaken. "I understand your point.

Still, something that's happened lately made me rethink how I view charity." Without hesitation, she pulled the invitation cards from Pattie's hand, letting her fingers glide over the gold-embossed lettering as if weighing her decision. "This is actually why I came to see you today." Her eyes sharpened with conviction. "I've decided to put half of my yearly dividends toward charitable projects. I want to use what I have to truly help the people who are struggling." For a moment, Pattie froze, her face full of disbelief.

"Are you out of your mind?" Maia only shook her head, her lips curving into a calm smile. "My mind has never been this clear." Pattie blinked hard, her surprise plain on her face. "You can't be serious." . . .