Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase - Chapter 515

Chapter 515:

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Sandra immediately grabbed Rosanna’s arm, incredulous. “Rosanna, are you talking about the heir of Cooper Group? Is he really coming here tonight?”

Rosanna gave a soft nod, her cheeks tinged with color. She slipped out her phone and pulled up Claudius’ Twitter post, showing it to both of them — the timestamp, the song Enchanted, it was all there.

“Mom, I met him at a Cooper Group cocktail party that Mariana invited me to. We talked. I invited him to my birthday party… and he said yes. Then this morning, I saw his post…”

Sandra stared at the screen as if it were a winning lottery ticket. Her jaw dropped, her voice caught somewhere between disbelief and glee. “Rosanna… how could you not tell us something so important? You are actually in contact with Claudius Cooper… If we had known, we wouldn’t have wasted our time trying to patch things up with Maia! That woman should have been the one groveling to us!”

Recalling how Richard had to humble himself to approach Maia, Sandra felt a pang of discomfort. She believed it should have been Maia coming to apologize to the Morgan family.

Richard’s mind raced as he took in the revelation. He stepped back, eyes gleaming. “My brilliant girl… Do you know what this means? If Claudius truly takes a liking to you, our family’s future will be unstoppable!”

“Keep your voice down,” Sandra hissed, nudging him sharply. “Do not let anyone else hear that!”

But it was too late. Nearby guests were already turning their heads, curious glances flashing in their direction.

Richard cleared his throat awkwardly, but Sandra, quick on her feet, lifted her chin and said smoothly, “We have just received word. Claudius Cooper, heir to the Cooper Group, will be attending the birthday celebration tonight.”

The effect was immediate. Gasps rose from the crowd like a wave. Claudius Cooper? Attending a Morgan birthday party? Could the rumors online be true?

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The murmurs buzzed louder with every second.

“Wait— Claudius Cooper? But he never shows up at parties like these!”

“I heard Rosanna is close to Mariana Cooper. Maybe she pulled some strings.”

“Forget Mariana. Did you not see Claudius’ Twitter post this morning? That song he shared was definitely dedicated to someone. You think it was Rosanna?”

Sandra stood straighter, basking in the rising murmurs. Richard’s chest puffed out slightly, his face pink with pride.

Then Stacy entered the scene, linking arms with Rosanna. Her voice was light, but her curiosity was sharp. “Rosanna, I heard your mother mention Claudius… Was it really you who invited him?”

At once, every ear in the room seemed to sharpen. If Rosanna had truly invited Claudius, then there was no doubt left — he was here for her. The lyrics to Enchanted echoed in their minds, fanning the flames of curiosity until it blazed through the crowd like wildfire.

All eyes turned to Rosanna, waiting.

Rosanna had not planned to reveal it so soon, but this was the perfect setup.

She dipped her head modestly, giving a soft, almost shy smile. “Yes… I invited him.”

A hush fell. Then came Stacy’s excited gasp. “You mean… Claudius Cooper came here today for you?” The room seemed to hold its breath. The effect was electric.

Suddenly, guests began swarming closer, drawn by curiosity and the lure of high-society gossip. Compliments poured in like champagne.

Several young women from rich and powerful families also stepped forward to compliment Rosanna’s appearance.

“Rosanna, you look absolutely stunning tonight. Dressed up for someone special, perhaps?”

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