Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1084 Chapter 1085: "Who is this man?" asked Carsen, glancing briefly at the silent figures standing behind her before fixing his gaze on Maia again. "Is he worth all this sacrifice?" In a voice scarcely above a whisper, Maia answered, "He's my husband. But his identity is something I cannot reveal." Carsen's gaze narrowed with suspicion. Although his days revolved around surgeries, whispers about Maia had still reached his ears. "I never thought those stories held truth... but don't worry. I'm not interested in uncovering who he is," he remarked evenly.

"Erase every trace of his identity. Just bring me the medical" Charts and scans. I want to see what kind of procedure other doctors are unwilling to attempt." A spark of hope flared inside Maia. If Carsen truly stepped forward as the lead surgeon, Chris's chances of surviving would soar. She studied the sharp-tongued man whose heart was softer than he let on, preparing to voice her gratitude. Yet Carsen cut her off with blunt honesty. "Don't imagine I'm committing myself already. I only want to examine the case. My career isn't something I can throw away lightly.

Losing it would rob countless patients of treatment and force them to search for costly care in distant cities." Carsen let a silence hang before admitting, "You might think that I am selfish, perhaps even hypocritical. Maybe that is right. I have no intention of sacrificing the reputation and security I've built. I have a family depending on me, and that matters too." Turning his attention back to her, Carsen added, "Still, I'll help you perfect the surgical plan. You'll be the one to carry it out." "I appreciate it, Dr. Walsh," said Maia with quiet sincerity.

For her, this outcome was more than she had dared hope for. "Well done. You've managed to pass my test," Carsen declared as he restarted the engine. "From today, you're my student. But remember-this stays between us." "That's fine. I won't let anyone else know about this," Maia replied at once. Before the moment could settle, her phone buzzed again. The screen lit up with Chris's name. gαℓησνs․com, your source for inspiration "Excuse me, I need to take this," Maia explained as she pushed the door open.

Stepping out of the car, she walked several paces down the road and made sure no one could hear their conversation before finally answering the call. "Chris, it's past midnight. What has kept you awake? Is something wrong?" Maia asked. The call hung in silence for a beat until Chris finally spoke, his voice rough and low. "Maia..." "What is it?" Maia pressed, her brows knitting together as unease crawled over her. "Do you feel unwell? Is your head hurting again? Are you at home right now? Wait-don't move.

I'll come to you." Hearing the worry in Maia's voice, Chris immediately felt he might have been overthinking things. Even if Maia was riding in another man's car, it didn't necessarily mean anything. "I don't need you to rush over. Everything's all right," he said gently. . . .