Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 750: The notification preview displayed part of the message. It was my fault, Maia. Please give me another chance. Without hesitation, Maia deleted it with a single swipe. Regretful pleas like this had lost all meaning to her long ago. Some bridges, once burned, could never be rebuilt. The Morgan family had received their chances before. Every time, they had thrown those opportunities away. Deep down, Maia had always known the Morgan house was never truly her home. Real family didn't exist for her within those walls. Home meant having people who genuinely cared about you.

Finally, she had discovered her real family - Ethan, Kathie... maybe even Chris belonged in that circle now. Another vibration buzzed through her phone. Sandra's name flashed across the screen this time. Maia, we made terrible mistakes, but Rosanna manipulated all of us. The truth has finally come out, and my heart is breaking. I never imagined I could hurt you so badly. Maia, please forgive me. I'm begging you. Reading those words felt like being slapped. A cold smile touched Maia's lips, though ice filled her eyes. She deleted Sandra's message just as quickly as the first.

Both Richard's and Sandra's contacts went straight into her spam folder. Whatever pathetic messages they sent from now on would disappear into digital oblivion. Before she could set her phone down, another notification popped up. Jarrod's name appeared on the screen. Maia, I've destroyed everything through my own stupidity. The regret is eating me alive. I was blind back then, wounding you and shattering your trust. Please, I need to explain everything face to face. Will you meet me? Behind all that supposed remorse, Maia recognized the same old manipulation tactics.

Fresh chapters just uploaded gⱯlnσνs․cøm Cold eyes scanned the message before her finger moved decisively. Delete. Jarrod joined his parents in spam folder exile. Setting her phone on the coffee table, Maia rose and headed toward the kitchen to finish preparing tonight's dinner. The girl named Maia Morgan had died long ago. She was Maia Watson now - a woman who had survived prison and clawed her way back to build a new life. Those empty apologies held no power over her anymore.

Meanwhile, at the Morgan family residence, Richard had just finished crafting his apology message after MCN resumed operations. He hit send, then waited. The message seemed to disappear into a void - no response came from Maia. Turning to Sandra and Jarrod, Richard asked, "Have you both sent your messages?" "Yes," Sandra said quickly with a nod. "Jarrod and I both sent ours already." "Any reply from Maia?" Richard's voice carried a note of desperate hope. "Nothing," Sandra and Jarrod answered together. "Not even a single word?" Richard's face darkened.

Both Sandra and Jarrod shook their heads in unison. . . . Message from Noah: New novels in a few hours, hope you like them dear readers. God loves you and Noah wishes you all the best. („• ֊ •„)੭ .