Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 629: Just like the prison interview he'd orchestrated earlier. Though he'd attended personally, the actual reporters had no connection to the Morgan family name. Perfect deniability wrapped in perfect credibility. Richard's anticipation grew as he imagined Maia's inevitable downfall. Soon, her reputation would be in ruins and her career destroyed. "Maia, you sealed your own fate. Since you showed no mercy, don't expect any in return." Richard tilted his head, studying the sky above.

Evening had settled in, and a fiery band of orange and red promised that tomorrow would bring clear weather. "Tomorrow's bound to be a fine day." He slipped behind the wheel with a small, satisfied grin. After so many years around Larkin, Richard had no doubts. With this chance to claw his way back, Larkin would never let it slip by. The company's troubles weighed heavily. Now more than ever, it was clear - Larkin would strike soon. Within two days, there would be movement. When it did, Maia would end up in the storm's center. Richard's plan was simple.

If her actions from her prison years came to light, public opinion would turn against her for good, and she would never be able to recover. Upstairs, Larkin watched Richard's car disappear down the road, a sly grin spreading across his face as his eyes sparkled with cunning. He remembered the moment Richard had handed him the evidence. The designer's name had been left exposed - Alice Byrd. That name was well-known in Otruitho's fashion scene. Wasting no time, he summoned his oldest son, Vance Dixon, and gave clear instructions to gather every piece of Alice's latest designs before morning.

"This is it, Vance - Lark Fashion's big chance to rise again. I want you to compare all of Maia's work with Alice's. Note every match, every shared detail, and build a full report!" Vance froze for a moment after hearing Larkin's instructions. He knew exactly who Maia was in the industry - Eileen's reputation was legendary, and he had always admired her work. The idea that her designs might be stolen shocked him. "Father, is this really happening?" Mσяє υρ∂αтєѕ ιи gαℓиσνєℓѕ.¢σм A cold smile tugged at Larkin's lips. "It's the truth. This time, my source can't be doubted.

All that's missing is concrete proof. We can't let this slip by. If we want to see Lark reclaim its place at the top, we have to topple both Eileen and MCN." He sprang to his feet and gripped Vance's hand tightly, excitement in every movement. "Vance, listen - this is the crossroads for our family. No matter what it takes, you must pull together every piece of evidence tonight." Realizing the urgency, Vance quickly nodded. His nerves sharpening, he jumped into the investigation, determined to see it through. Before long, he stumbled upon... Something substantial.

Digging through Alice's archives from three years back, he uncovered a wealth of matching designs. "Father, take a look at this!" . . .