Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1117 Chapter 1119: Just as he reached to step out, Roland froze mid-motion, his foot lingering above the floor. "It might already be too late," he muttered with uncertainty. His gaze flicked toward Maia, who offered no sign of emotion, and then he finally pushed himself out of the car. After Roland stepped out, Pattie sank into her seat and exhaled heavily. "Ugh... I overdid it with the drinks last night. I never actually told him to leave town, though I did warn him he's drawing too much attention and could land in trouble." She gave a crooked smile. "And you know what Roland said?

He claimed he wasn't scared at all. Then he tipped back his whiskey like a fool and collapsed right there on the table. Honestly, if I'd shown up with the intent to finish him off, he wouldn't have stood a chance." Eager to continue her story, Pattie turned toward Maia, only to notice her friend's knitted brows and the unspoken words hovering on her lips. With a teasing lift of her eyebrow, Pattie said, "Maia, what's that look for? Stop worrying. I'll spell it out for Roland today that he needs to pack up and leave Wront.

And if he's stubborn about it, I'll just have my bodyguards drag him onto a plane bound for Drakmire." The image of Pattie's hulking bodyguards in sleek suits and dark glasses wrestling Roland onto a plane made Maia burst into laughter. "That plan... doesn't sound half bad. But, Pattie, that's not really what I wanted to bring up." A steadying breath slipped from her lips as she tried to compose herself. "Truth is, I'd rather not hide this from you, but-" Right then, a ringtone cut through the moment. With a glance at the screen, Pattie raised a finger toward Maia. "Give me a second.

I need to answer this." Three minutes crawled by before Pattie wrapped up her call. With a casual shrug, she set the phone aside. "So, I've got one piece of good news and one piece of bad news. Which do you want first?" "The bad news," Maia replied at once, not even pausing to think. I∆ŧè$† ¢₳þŧ€яş 1n Ġ∆lπoνεlŞ.cø₥ "I thought you'd say that," Pattie muttered with a weary sigh. "MCN's sales have taken a hit this month. We're down more than thirty percent." Instead of shock, Maia's features softened; she had already expected numbers to fall.

The storm of criticism in recent weeks hadn't singled her out-it had swept across MCN as well. "And the good news?" Maia pressed. "The good news is, I listened to you. I bought up gold when you suggested, and now the prices have soared. The gains are big enough to cover the sales loss." Pride flickered in Pattie's voice as she turned to Maia. "But tell me, Maia-what was it you were about to say earlier?" For a brief second, Maia wrestled with her words before she finally let them out. "Pattie, I can't keep this from you anymore. I wasn't truthful with you last night.

I know who the woman Roland once had feelings for is..." At once, Pattie leaned in with curiosity. "Tell me, who is it?" . . .