Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1131 Chapter 1133: Maia had learned to fight, but certainty escaped her. Siena's killing arts came faster, colder, aimed at finishing a battle in one breath. "Are you for real?" Maia frowned, immediately adjusting her breathing to prepare for any sudden attack from Siena. "Calm yourself. If I had meant to kill you, your body would already be lying here, still warm," Siena replied with a faint smile. "But the second floor is off-limits.

Try to force your way, and I will show no mercy." She lifted the pot's lid, stirred the hot water with a swirl, and tipped it out in one smooth gesture. After that, Siena picked up the tray, carried over a pot of fresh black coffee, and set it down. "Go on, taste it." Steam curled upward as the coffee gave off a bold, rich fragrance. Maia paused for a beat, then raised the cup and blew across the surface. Right as she leaned in to sip, a hand came down, covering hers without a sound. "Siena? What did you mean by this?" Maia looked up. Siena wore a teasing smile.

A cold drop of sweat gathered on Maia's brow. Siena had moved with shocking speed. Maia had not caught it properly. By the time she moved, Siena's hand was already before hers. If Siena had drawn a dagger, Maia knew that her throat could already have been cut. It stood as a plain warning from Siena. "Weren't you afraid I'd poisoned the coffee?" Siena said in a low, amused voice. "I meant a drug that would not kill you but would make you pass out. That would have stopped you." "I didn't think you would do that," Maia said as her heart finally calmed. "That would have been too much trouble.

You could have simply knocked me out." Exclusive updates available at gⱯlnσνeℓs․cøm "Oh?" Siena pulled her hand back from Maia's cup with deliberate slowness. "You sound like you know me so well. What if I'm not the person you imagine? Do you really know who I am?" Her voice dropped into a serious tone as she threw out the question. "Truthfully, I don't know much about you," Maia answered. She locked eyes with Siena while lifting the cup and draining the dark liquid.

"But I trust you wouldn't harm me, because your loyalty belongs to Zoey." She swallowed the coffee in one go, her gaze never leaving Siena's face. "It's delicious." "Naturally. These beans are top quality. They cost more than five thousand a gram," Siena replied with a light smile as she poured Maia another serving. "Tell me, in your view, what sort of person is the master I serve?" "In my view?" Maia lowered her head until her eyes met her faint reflection on the coffee's surface.

After a pause, she said, "Zoey could be praised with endless words, yet if I must pick only one, I'd call her 'mother.'" "Is that so?" Siena set the pot down. "Did you ever hear she once said you were more than a student to her... So that's the answer..." Her voice slipped into a murmur. "And now it looks like you're close to finishing your third cup." . . .