Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 628: He arranged the evidence with precision: Maia's acclaimed designs on one side, a foreign designer's eerily similar work on the other. Larkin's eyes narrowed with skepticism, but curiosity won. He slipped on his reading glasses and retrieved his magnifying glass, scrutinizing each detail. His weathered features shifted from doubt to astonishment, his hands beginning to tremble. "Where did you acquire these? The similarities are unmistakable, practically identical! Can you prove these predate MCN's releases?" Richard's smile turned predatory.

"Absolutely." He reached for his phone with flourish, swiping through his photo gallery before extending the phone toward Larkin. "Mr. Dixon, examine the timestamps in the bottom right corner of each image. Every single design predates MCN's releases - not by weeks, but by a full six months!" Larkin's eyes went wide, the blood draining from his weathered face. If Richard's claims held water, MCN's prized reputation for innovation would crumble into dust overnight. The scandal would send shockwaves through the fashion world.

MCN would be branded as fraudsters, and Eileen's name would become synonymous with theft. And deception. Her career would be finished. But something nagged at Larkin's experienced mind. Why was Richard helping him? He lifted his gaze from the phone, clearing his throat. "You say you're from the Morgan family, Eileen's former guardian. What drives you to expose her like this?" Richard's true intentions burned beneath the surface: Maia's complete destruction. First the jewelry theft and prison sentence, then her violent behavior confirmed by inmate testimony, now design plagiarism...

Soon, Maia would be nothing more than a disgrace. Richard's chuckle came easily, his true motives buried beneath a veneer of reasonable business sense. "Mr. Dixon, I'm sure you're aware of the Morgan family's current struggles. My proposal is straightforward: 15% of Lark's shares in exchange for this damning evidence. Plus, you'd have the full backing of Morgan Group's distribution network. This is your chance to finally crush MCN. Surely you wouldn't pass up such an opportunity?" Larkin's expression hardened, his jaw clenching with barely restrained fury. The audacity of this man!

I hand you victory on a silver platter and you throw it away!" But then his expression shifted, revealing something far more calculating beneath the surface. The rejection had been anticipated, even welcomed. Now, Larkin would pursue the evidence independently, driven by his own burning hatred for MCN. When the scandal broke, no trail would lead back to Richard's involvement. . . .