Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 504: The taste had been nearly impossible to disguise, and she had gone to great lengths, trying every trick she knew to make it even remotely tolerable. She hoped that in just a few days, his injuries would be nothing but a bad memory. The next morning, the online world awoke to a sudden storm on Twitter. A trending headline broke like a wave crashing against the shore - the Morgan family had just announced that in three days' time, there would be a joint birthday celebration for Maia and Rosanna.

The post, made by Sandra, was dressed to impress: it featured a photograph of the grand entrance of the Morgan Mansion. A luxurious red carpet rolled out like a royal welcome, and ornate decorations sparkled in the early light. Everything was being arranged with painstaking attention, dripping with extravagance. Rosanna had shared the post herself and tagged Maia explicitly, making it impossible to ignore. Within thirty minutes, the comment section had erupted into chaos. "Wait a minute!

Didn't Maia cut ties with the Morgans?" "They were at each other's throats not long ago, and now they're throwing a joint party? What's the catch?" "Look closer - 'for two daughters'? That sounds like they're trying to bring Maia back into the family fold." "This is nonsense. Maia wouldn't forgive them. Not after everything." "Let's be real - Maia's a powerhouse now. The Morgans are clearly trying to cash in on her fame by spinning this narrative." Elsewhere, Richard sat at his office desk, practically glowing with delight. "That's right!

Make sure you attend the party in three days," he said into the phone, his voice animated. "No worries - we'll go over the project details then." mr ρdaes anovels.cm He laughed heartily before ending the call - only to pick up another one immediately. His assistant walked in with coffee, pausing briefly at the sight of Richard's beaming face. For a moment, he wondered if he'd stepped into the wrong office. Was this really the same temperamental chairman known for thunderous meetings and icy stares? The man before him now looked transformed. Richard, for his part, was immensely satisfied.

He hadn't imagined that a simple Twitter post - suggesting a thaw in their relationship with Maia - would open the floodgates of business interest. The phones at Morgan Group hadn't stopped ringing since the announcement. The response was nothing short of overwhelming. There was no denying it - Maia's influence had become a rising tide, lifting the Morgan name with it. If they could use the upcoming birthday celebration to fully reintegrate Maia into the family, then their prospects would be golden. The sky, it seemed, was no longer the limit - it was just the beginning.

In the face of such lucrative returns, old grudges faded like ink in the rain. Sure, Maia had once been the headstrong girl who unknowingly usurped Rosanna's place for seventeen years. But now, if she could bring fortune and recognition to the Morgan name, they could certainly find it in their hearts to be "forgiving." After all, wasn't this her way of giving back to the family that raised her? Still, a shadow of regret lingered in Richard's heart.

If his biological daughter, Rosanna, had even half of Maia's current reputation, why would the Morgan family need to rely on Maia, an outsider in his heart? But then again, Rosanna had suffered through a difficult childhood - much harsher than Maia's. Perhaps it wasn't fair to expect the world from her. . . .