Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1078 Chapter 1079: Almost as if justifying the offer, he went on, "There's another operation tomorrow. You can't risk pushing yourself on an empty stomach. I must make sure you eat enough." A spark lit in Maia's eyes, her joy breaking through despite her exhaustion. Could this be his way of accepting her? It wasn't just an invitation to dinner-it was permission to remain with the team, to keep standing at Carsen's side and learning from him. "Alright!" Maia answered with bright enthusiasm. "Thank you, Dr. Walsh." Her sudden shift caught Carsen off guard.

For a moment, he wondered if the lemon candy he'd given her had worked some miracle, because Maia looked revived, almost glowing with energy after tasting it. In Maia's gaze, Carsen caught a flicker of something deeper-a burning passion for surgery. The sight tugged at him, reminding him uncomfortably of the drive he once carried in his own youth. Pulling himself back to the present, he let his features harden, his tone turning cool. "No need to thank me. I have no use for flatterers.

Whether you stay on this team will be decided by your performance in the operating room." After speaking, he strode forward a few steps before halting, his back still to Maia. "What are you waiting for? Come along. I booked a table at Anita Restaurant-we're having barbecue tonight." Carsen's wrist lifted slightly as he checked the Rolex gleaming there. "We've got thirty minutes before the reservation." In the dim underground parking lot of Wront Hospital, a black Rolls-Royce gleamed beneath the cold lights.

Chris rested against the car door, one hand buried in the pocket of his tailored trousers while the other gripped his phone. His brow stayed knit, shadowed by a haze that refused to lift. On the screen, Maia's chat window remained stubbornly silent, no new message appearing. Unease clouded Chris's gaze, refusing to fade. The worry inside him spread like a poison he couldn't purge. Though their parting had been short, the minutes dragged, each one stretching endlessly. To him, it felt as though Maia had been gone for far too long. "Mr.

Cooper!" Maxwell came running from across the lot, sweat beading on his brow. He was out of breath as he announced, "The health-focused meals have arrived." Ga ln ovels . com fuels your imagination Chris gave a slight nod. "Let's go get something to eat." "Naturally. I already secured us a table. You've been preparing healthy meals for my sister these past few days, so tonight I owe you a proper thank-you." Maxwell grinned as he swung open the car door and slid confidently into the driver's seat. With pride in his tone, he added, "I booked Anita Restaurant.

Top-grade Wagyu, specially arranged." One of Chris's brows lifted, and a faint smile curved his lips. "You really know how to indulge yourself, brat!" Even so, a quiet sense of disappointment tugged at him. The dinner would have been perfect-if only Maia were by his side. At Anita Restaurant. The moment Maxwell and Chris walked through the entrance, the owner came forward with a welcoming smile. "This way, Mr. Payne. I've set aside a seat by the window for you and your companion. From there, you'll have a perfect view of the river while enjoying your meal.

In about twenty minutes, the fireworks will start above the water. It may not rival the grand display that surprised the whole city, but I promise it will still be worth watching." . . .