Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 216: In the seats, Vince's gaze locked onto Maia as well, his face clouded with a brewing storm of confusion. How many more secrets was Maia hiding from him?

Meanwhile, the comments section of every livestream erupted like a volcano.

"Hold on - does this mean… K can sing too?!"

"Oh my God! Is Maia a jack of all trades and master of everything?" "Though, maybe Brielle is just exaggerating?"

"Saying she's better than the Queen of Pop? Isn't that a stretch too far?"

The host, catching the electric mood of the moment like a seasoned fisherman sensing a tug on the line, swiftly turned to Maia and asked if she would honor them with a performance.

For a heartbeat, it was as if time itself hit the pause button.

The stage lights dimmed, and a single spotlight cast a halo over Maia. The audience held its collective breath, hanging on her answer.

Maia slowly rose, her smile calm and warm. "With such passion urging me on, it would be hard to decline. I'll step backstage to prepare." With that, she turned and made her way to the backstage area.

Rosanna's fans wasted no time, pouncing on the moment like wolves scenting blood, launching a fresh wave of attacks against Maia online. "What's with the theatrics? Going backstage to 'prepare'? She's probably plotting her escape!"

"I bet Brielle's just throwing empty praise her way. Can Maia really outsing the Queen of Pop? Honestly, it's doubtful she can even outshine Rosanna!"

"It's clear Maia's just stalling to make Rosanna look bad. The longer she drags her feet, the longer Rosanna has to stand there under that spotlight like a fool. What a cunning sister!"

"A last-minute scramble? Maybe she's running backstage to find a stand-in singer!"

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Still, not all voices were swept away by the rising tide of hostility. Plenty of level-headed viewers held onto their anticipation, eager to see what Maia would bring to the stage. Some chose to turn a blind eye to the noise, while others kept locking horns with Rosanna's most loyal defenders.

The moment Maia stepped into the dressing room, she found Pattie already waiting, holding out a fresh set of clothes and a familiar mask. Maia quirked an eyebrow, a slow smile tugging at her lips. "Well prepared, I see. I can already picture the slap this is going to land squarely across Rosanna's pride."

Pattie couldn't help but chuckle. "Of course. A real comeback doesn't leave a single thread dangling."

Meanwhile, back on the stage, the lights overhead suddenly snapped off, plunging the hall into darkness. A single beam of light pierced the gloom, sweeping toward the distant backstage entrance. Slowly, a figure emerged into everyone's view.

Rosanna's breathing hitched, shallow and sharp. A chill like creeping ivy wrapped around her heart, whispering of the storm to come.

When the stage lights brightened again, Maia stepped out, wearing the Blue Sea costume and a butterfly mask.

The crowd was stunned, their mouths hanging open in shock. Even the host couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my God! This is… the masked singer!"

The "masked singer" who had once blown everyone away at the Starlight Bar and taken the internet by storm was now standing on stage.

The audience went wild, unable to believe what they were seeing. "Wasn't Maia supposed to perform? How did she end up as the masked singer? Could it really be… Maia is the masked singer?"

"Who can say if it's just someone playing her part behind that mask?" "I believe Maia is just copying the masked singer. Do you really buy everything you see?"

Rosanna's fans completely lost it again. They flooded the internet, scrambling to protect their star.

"Impossible! How could someone with a prison record be K, much less the masked singer? And how could Maia afford the luxury Blue Sea?" "Maia has no shame! I won't accept her as K, much less the masked singer! She can't latch onto Rosanna's fame, so now she's faking it as K and even the masked singer! What a shameless woman!"

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