Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 19:

Without wasting another second, Maia turned her attention back to the saleswoman, clearly done with their nonsense.

A deep crease formed between the saleswoman’s brows. Supreme VIP numbers with five zeroes? That sounded off. Was Maia bluffing to save face?

Still, Maia looked far too confident for someone who might be lying.

Well, there was an easy way to settle it. The system would tell the truth soon enough. Then they’d all get to see just how Maia planned to dig herself out of this hole.

“Please hold on. I’ll need to check our internal system.” With that, the saleswoman walked through a discreet door tucked behind one of the displays. Without missing a beat, Stacy stepped forward and blocked Maia’s path. Arms folded, she sneered, “Trying to buy time so you can sneak off the moment we’re not looking? Don’t even think about it. I’m not letting you out of my sight.”

Maia didn’t even blink. She gave Stacy no attention at all.

Inside the back office, the saleswoman sat down at the terminal. She typed in the digits Maia gave her, followed by the password.

The screen loaded. A profile popped up with a name, a photo, and details that made her stop cold.

Back on the sales floor, the tension was thick. Everyone kept their eyes on Maia, waiting for the moment her lie unraveled in front of them.

When the saleswoman returned, everything about her had changed. She looked at Maia with quiet respect, despite the plain T-shirt and worn jeans Maia wore.

According to the system, Maia wasn’t just a Supreme VIP. She held the top-level clearance at MCN. Just who exactly was she?

“Come on now. It’s clearly obvious Maia’s faking it. There’s no way she’s a Supreme VIP!” Stacy marched toward the saleswoman, full of smugness as if she owned the place.noveldrama

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Rather than respond to Stacy, the saleswoman turned sharply and went straight to Maia. Her hands shook slightly as she bowed her head. “M-Miss, I’m so sorry. I failed to recognize your identity and treated you with disrespect.”

“What?!” Both Stacy and Rosanna snapped their heads in Maia’s direction, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Around them, customers exchanged confused glances, whispers trailing in the air.

“This has to be some kind of joke! She’s clearly bluffing!” Stacy shouted, refusing to back down.

Even Rosanna began to panic. Her voice wavered. “Could there be a mistake in your system?”

Now fully composed, the saleswoman met their stares with a cold gaze. “There’s no mistake. She holds the highest-tier Supreme VIP status at MCN. She’s one of our most important clients.”

For a few seconds, silence pressed down on the room like a weight.

Stacy’s mouth dropped open. “No way! That’s impossible! She’s a criminal — she went to prison for theft! Even if those details are real, she probably stole someone else’s account. Yeah, that has to be it!”

The associate rolled her eyes and let out a low scoff. The membership record had a photo. Was this woman really suggesting that the staff couldn’t match a face?

Just then, a tall man in a tailored suit entered, followed by a small group of uniformed security officers.

Without hesitation, they came to a stop in front of Stacy and Rosanna.

“I’m the manager of this mall. The two of you are now blacklisted for spreading false accusations and slandering a valued customer. You’ve disturbed other shoppers, and I need you to leave — right now.”

False accusations and slander?

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