Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 167: How in the world did Maia, of all people, manage to land them on her side?

With Zenith Legal throwing their weight behind Maia, Rosanna's so-called supporters were about to get shredded in court. And once they were done, Rosanna's name would be the one trending - for all the wrong reasons. Getting torched online would just be the start. After that, no amount of PR could put her reputation back together.

Panic clawed at Rosanna's throat as she desperately scrambled for a solution. Only one name came to mind that might even have a shot against Zenith Legal: Vince.

Taking a shaky breath, Rosanna tapped his number and switched to full damsel-in-distress mode. Her voice cracked with perfectly timed tears. "Vince… I'm in so much trouble. You have to save me…" Rosanna confided in Vince, revealing Maia's cruel plan to drag her fans to court.

"They were just standing up for me, but what can I even do? I'm powerless against her. Maia never cared about me or the whole Morgan family. Now she's coming after the people who supported me. She's trying to crush me completely, isn't she? I'm not like her, Vince. I don't play nice with people or have powerful law firms like Zenith Legal lining up to help. Right now, you're all I have…"

Tears blurred her voice, soft and full of hurt.

Vince's chest tightened at the sight of her crumbling. He let out a slow breath and said, "Rosanna, calm down. I'll find a way to fix this."

"Really?" Rosanna's voice lifted with desperate hope. "You mean it, Vince? You're not just saying that to make me feel better? Everything's falling apart so fast. I don't even know where to start."

"I'm serious. I would never lie to you, Rosanna. You know that," Vince said, his voice steady.

His words were not a hollow promise. Vince truly meant it. Rosanna wasn't just anyone - she was the woman he was going to marry.

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If she went down, the shame wouldn't be hers alone. The Ward family's name would take the hit too.

And deep down, Vince still simmered with anger over his recent humiliations. There was no way he would let Maia come out on top.

While he wrestled with these thoughts, Rosanna's soft voice floated to him again, saying, "I knew you wouldn't leave me, Vince."

She hesitated, nibbling on her lip, then added in a small voice, "Maia's just been ridiculously lucky this time. Without that video clearing her, she'd be finished. And even with it… it doesn't exactly prove she wasn't being kept by someone shady. Vince, who do you think that 'JusticeBlaze' guy really is? How did he even get hold of that surveillance footage?"

Rosanna said this deliberately, hoping to gauge Vince's reaction. She wanted to know if Vince had anything to do with the video's release.

Vince's eyes darkened slightly. The whole mess had already bruised his pride. He could not let Rosanna catch a glimpse of his shame.

Shrugging it off, he said casually, "I already have people digging into it. You don't need to stress yourself out. Just stay put at home and wait for my update. I've got some things to handle. I'll call you later."

Vince tapped the screen to end the call and leaned back, letting out a long breath.

Across the line, Rosanna had still wanted to hear his voice a little longer, but all that greeted her was the cold, hollow beep of a disconnected call.

Rosanna's doubts grew even stronger under Vince's careless attitude. She remembered him bragging before about hiring the finest hacker to wipe out the surveillance footage for good. If that were true, then how had it been recovered without any trouble? Maybe Vince had started feeling guilty and decided to fix the damage behind her back. Or maybe Maia, backed into a corner with no one else to turn to, had begged Vince for help and somehow convinced him to clear her of any blame.

Rage bubbled up inside Rosanna. She slammed her heel down onto her lipstick, grinding it into a shattered mess on the floor.

Bitterness toward Maia burned hotter with each passing moment, flooding her mind with rage. "Maia, someday, I'm going to smash you the same way I crushed this lipstick!"

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