Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 644: "Alice is showing up to Lark Fashion tomorrow. Maia, if you've got any backbone left, face her instead of hiding like the coward we all know you are!" "MCN's really going to bury their heads in the sand? Too scared to even comment? They must know they're finished this time." "Alice Byrd is world-renowned. You stole her work, and now karma's knocking at your door!" "Maia's mess has gone international now.

Nothing spreads faster than scandal, and she's making our whole country look bad!" "That worthless company and their thief of a designer should rot behind bars!" Meanwhile, at Lark Fashion headquarters. Larkin couldn't stop scrolling through his phone, laughter spilling out of him like he'd just won the lottery. He looked up at his son with genuine pride. "You actually got Alice to fly out to Wront for tomorrow's launch? Brilliant work, Vance. You've just handed Lark Fashion the victory we've been waiting for!

Once Alice stands up there tomorrow and calls Maia out for plagiarism in front of everyone, it's game over!" His excitement was infectious, eyes already gleaming with visions of MCN's spectacular downfall and Lark Fashion's triumphant rise. "Make sure we get every reporter and influencer in the city there. Tomorrow, I want the doors wide open- Fashion insiders, bloggers, curious onlookers, everyone. The bigger the audience, the louder Maia's fall.

Larkin's fingers were already moving across his phone screen, crafting his response to the chaos online: "@LarkFashionFounderLarkin: People kept saying I shouldn't be the one questioning Maia's plagiarism - that Alice herself should speak up. Well, ask and you shall receive!" He made sure to tag "JusticeBlaze" and "Winters." Those two accounts had been defending Maia all evening, spinning stories about his supposed ulterior motives and trying to turn public opinion. The thought of those anonymous defenders made his jaw clench.

If he could drag them into the light and slap them with defamation suits, he'd do it in a heartbeat. The internet's response was immediate and electric. "Larkin just delivered the perfect comeback!" "Maia's about to get absolutely destroyed!" gαℓησνs․com hosts captivating tales "Count me in for tomorrow. Lark Fashion deserves our support!" Each comment fed Larkin's growing excitement. "Vance, are you seeing this?

This time we're going to make history together, watching MCN and Maia crumble right before our eyes!" Vance stood quietly nearby, watching his father's euphoric display with growing unease. He kept running his hand through his hair, a nervous habit that kicked in whenever something felt off. He'd been trying to find the right moment to speak up, but his father was riding too high on victory to listen to anything that might dampen his mood. The truth was, Vance had reached out to Alice today, that much was real.

But her representative had been crystal clear: Alice was booked solid and wouldn't be able to make the trip, no matter how appealing the invitation. . . .