Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 646: Pattie gathered her team, urging everyone to keep a low profile and avoid discussing the unfolding crisis in any context. Pattie placed her confidence in Maia's ability to handle the crisis. For now, her own responsibility was to keep the company steady and avoid piling on more stress. She addressed her team in a firm, unwavering tone. "I know some of you might question my decisions or feel uncertain about our next steps," Pattie said, eyes sweeping the room. "You're entitled to your thoughts, but right now, what matters is unity. This is not the time to go rogue.

We have to stand together and follow instructions. That's non-negotiable." When the meeting ended, Pattie slipped back into her office, fatigue weighing down her shoulders. Gone was the authoritative leader, her expression now clouded with anxiety. Though she would never let her staff see this side of her, she secretly wished for someone she could lean on, just for a moment. Pattie cursed under her breath, taking a generous gulp of red wine. "Larkin, you bastard!" Her phone buzzed, pulling her from her thoughts. Maia had just sent a message. "Alice will arrive in Wront at noon tomorrow.

Try to reach her first. I want to speak with her in private." A crease formed on Pattie's brow as she quickly replied, "Maia, don't tell me you're planning to settle things behind closed doors." Pattie knew that if Alice agreed to come forward and defend Maia, the tide could turn in their favor. But doing it quietly might look like Maia was admitting guilt. Still, Pattie refused to believe that Maia would ever steal someone else's work. Moments later, her phone rang. Maia was calling, as if she could sense Pattie's worries. Her voice was calm and clear.

Check new chapters at galnovels․com "I'm not looking to make a secret deal. I just want a conversation with Alice, face to face. She's just a pawn in someone else's game, not the real enemy. I don't want to ruin her reputation, either. We should at least give her a chance to walk away with some dignity. There's no need to turn her into an enemy, don't you think?" For a second, Pattie was caught off guard, but quickly understood what Maia meant. A faint smile appeared on her lips. "You always think things through, Maia." Pattie gave a reassuring nod, saying, "Don't worry.

Tomorrow, even if I have to personally escort her, I'll make sure Alice meets you before the launch." Gathering all her resolve, she prepared herself with newfound determination for the battle that awaited her tomorrow. Noon arrived with the sun blazing overhead, ushering in the promise of a fresh start. Wront International Airport buzzed with travelers. At Terminal T2, Exit 4, the steady flow of people paused as a tall, distant figure appeared. A striking foreign woman glided forward, her grip firm on the handle of a sleek silver-gray suitcase. . . .