Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 59:

Going public with it would cause chaos.noveldrama

This wouldn’t be Rosanna’s first viral moment. Back in school, someone uploaded a video of her singing at a concert. That voice of hers? It turned strangers into diehard fans.

She had it all — a delicate face, a good-girl image, and the whole long-lost daughter drama that fueled her charm. Rosanna had built herself a fairytale.

And it had worked. Her popularity wasn’t insignificant either.

It even gave Sandra and Richard a little extra shine in their social circle. But if this clip hit the web, it wouldn’t just bruise their egos. It would explode — quick and loud.

Their rivals would feast on the scandal. And Rosanna? Her flawless image would shatter. Overnight, she’d turn from beloved darling into a scheming fraud. The fallout might be too big for the Morgans to clean up.

As the reality of it all hit, Rosanna broke down. “I didn’t mean to hurt anyone! I’m sorry, Maia. Please, believe me. I mean it. I’ll say it right now — I’m really, truly sorry—”

“Laws wouldn’t exist if sorry was enough to fix everything.” Maia’s eyes narrowed as she locked her gaze on Jarrod.

“I’m giving it three seconds. If no one steps up, don’t call me heartless for what happens next.”

Panic took hold of the Morgan family. The tension in the room tightened like a noose, heavy and rising with each breath. Maia started her countdown, her voice steady.

“Three. Two. One…”

Right as she reached the end, Jarrod’s jaw tightened. He closed his eyes, turned to Rosanna, and with a heavy hand, struck her across the face. Rosanna’s head…

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Her head snapped to the side, her cheek burning bright red from the slap. Shock washed over her as she lifted her eyes, unable to believe that the same brother who used to treat her like a princess had just struck her. Her whole body shook, and fury burned behind her reddening eyes.

Trying to stay composed, Jarrod turned to Maia. “I did what you wanted. Will you delete the video now?”

“Back when Rosanna said I pushed her down those stairs, you were all ready to call the cops to put me in jail. But now that the truth’s out, you think one slap makes up for it?” Her smile twisted, cold and unforgiving. “That’s not nearly enough.”

“You!”

Anger surged through him, yet he had nothing to deny.

Frozen in place, Richard stood with clenched fists. The guilt weighed heavily on his shoulders. For once, he couldn’t excuse what Rosanna had done.

“Please, Maia. We used to be family. Don’t make this mess any worse than it already is,” Sandra said, her tone sharp as she tried to intervene.

“Yeah, you’re right — used to be.” Maia let out a quiet, bitter laugh.

The way she emphasized those three words made Sandra flinch. Her expression tightened like she had just bitten into broken glass.

“Either keep going…” Maia lifted her brow and waved her finger near the upload button. “Or I push this button.”

There was no hesitation from Jarrod this time.

Another slap came down. Then another. Rosanna’s head turned with each blow. Shaking all over, Rosanna stood frozen, shock etched in every inch of her. Tangled strands of hair dropped over her face, masking whatever emotion she wore.

Jarrod’s voice wavered as he shut his eyes, the weight of it all pulling at him. His hand trembled. “I’m sorry, Rosanna. I have to do this… It’s the only way to save what’s left of your name.”

Turning back to Maia, he fixed her with bloodshot eyes blazing with anger. His teeth clenched. “Don’t you think that’s enough?”

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