“Awwn, where do I start from……. First of all, let me thank you wholeheartedly from the bottom of my heart, sister , for transferring all your money to me and my brother. Hahaha, it's worth tens of billions, sister.” Sophia muttered as she pulled out a few pieces of paper from her bag and held it in front of Roseline.
She took a few steps forward, waving the documents proudly at her. “This is what I mean, sister. You see, this paper in my hand, is the paper you've signed to agree to transfer all of your money to us on your wedding day. You're just the most stupid person in the world. Thank you so much, my idiot sister, because you've foolishly signed the documents without taking a proper glimpse of it.”Her pale face was tainted with blood oozing out of eyes, as she took a closer look and read the content on the documents. Her heart went frozen in pain and shock, she shivered and trembled. It felt like her entire body was whipped by thorny lashes. The sudden desire and urge to kill and get revenge from them burned within and overwhelmed her. She wanted them all dead.Both she and Henry started their relationship ten years ago as friends until five years ago when they graduated from highschool and he asked her out to be his girlfriend. She had refused him at first but he relentlessly kept chasing after her for a whole year before she finally agreed to be his girlfriend. Ever since then they've been in love or so she thought. The whole thing was nothing but a mere joke to him, a deadly trap for her from the very beginning.Lies! What does Sophia mean by tens of billions? She only got a few thousands as her pocket money and nothing else, so since when did she have ten of billions net worth? How could they go through all the struggle and do this to her all for just a little sum of money? They told lies, pretended to be nice, made her believe and trust them wholeheartedly, then they finally went ahead to stab and poison her. The cruelest of cruel! They are no different from animals!Sophia smiled when she saw how confused Roseline looked, it was obvious that she still didn't understand what she was talking about. “Confusing right? Don't worry I will do you another favor and break everything down since you're obviously dumb to understand. I shall tell you the truth, my dearest sister. Both your maternal grandfather and your mother had deposited and willed a huge fortune in your name and account for you before they died. And you will only be allowed to use it once you're twenty five years old but unfortunately for you, you won't get the chance to live and spend it because you will die soon and you have willingly transferred everything to us. As well as the shares and properties you've earned from our grandfather as well.” Sophia who appeared to have been holding back to say this for years let it all out.“Incase you're also wondering why Henry married you, it's all part of the stupid condition that your dead mother had written in her will before she died. She made mention that her daughter should have been married for four years before you can get access to all the wealth. So you should understand why he kept up with you.. Hahaha……..” She let out a hysterical laugh, her eyes turned red with excitement and shone like that of a wolf on a full moon night.Roseline’s face turned white as snow, her bloodied eyes went wide open. ‘Grandpa? ‘ It was true, her grandfather who was also her mother's biological father was a renowned businessman and a well-known real estate tycoon. However, her old man passed away as well a few years ago. She wasn't aware that her mother had inherited her father's property, she only knew that after her mother married her father, both companies merged, and it was all controlled by the Grays’Her mother died young and she wasn't aware of the money from her grandfather or mother. How come such fortune had become a misfortune in her life and the death of her now? So technically, she was dying because these people she called family wanted to inherit her wealth and riches?In a blink of an eye, her vision started to get more blurry and blurry. She couldn't see anything nor could she think. The only remaining thing in her mind was to seek escape and run away from this evil and filthy world, from the family of lies and betrayal.Her consciousness slowly began to abandon her. Her body felt so freezing cold.Was she dying already? Was she about to see and meet her mother in the other world?It would be a good thing to leave, be away from these evil souls, to somewhere with no pain but peace. She didn't know when Sophia had taken a step closer to her until she heard the voice of her sister close to her ear.“By the way, sister, would like to know how your mother actually died before you die as well. Your most beloved and caring father did it. He was the one who had poisoned her……” Sophia whispered gently into Rose's ear before moving back to see the kind of expression on her face.She then continued with her words. " That fateful day your mother had quickly figured out that your father had poisoned her, so she took her car and tried to escape to the hospital that day but fortunately my mother, she was quick witted enough to have figure that your mother would realize that she was poisoned, so my smart mother planned the accident that took your mother life. Practically, your father started it and my mother only assisted him to finish it.” Sophia revealed.Rose could only stare blankly at Sophia's face, unable to express any emotion even after she just discovered the truth about her mother's death. The truth dawned on her that her mother hadn't accidentally died, she was murdered by her husband, his mistress and the same thing was about to happen toher as well.……………….The tension in the boardroom was thick—quiet, coiled, and waiting to snap.Twelve men sat around the long glass table. Most of them were seasoned executives, used to pressure, used to dominance. But today, none of them spoke above a whisper. Their eyes kept drifting to the man seated at the head of the table.Alexander King.He hadn’t said a word since walking in. Not like he needed to.His presence alone bent the air in the room. Everyone knew who he was—not just in the business world, but beyond it. No one crossed Alexander King without consequence. Not competitors. Not politicians. Not the ghosts who ran the underground.Today’s meeting was supposed to be routine. A merger proposal. A discussion of assets. Basically a negotiation.But the moment the rival CEO opened his mouth, it all shifted.“We believe,” the man began, mustering a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, “that this merger would benefit both parties—”Alex tilted his head slightly.Just that. The man falte
The city outside shimmered with restless movement, but inside, at the top floor of a particular familiar building, time seemed frozen.Alexander sat still behind his desk, his sharp features etched in cold neutrality. He didn’t speak. He didn’t move. Only his fingers tapped—slow, deliberate—against the polished surface of the desk.Derek stood across from him, hands clasped behind his back. “She’s settling in.”Alexander didn’t look up.“No complications. She’s… adapting well.”Another pause. Then a subtle shift—the tapping stopped.“Our men watching Miss Gray informed me that she had been spending some time with Leo Anderson and Karen Anderson.” Derek’s gaze flicked to Alex’s hands, then back to his unreadable face. “That’s all.”Silence stretched.Finally, Alexander gave a small nod. Dismissive. Routine.Just as Derek was about to turn to leave, he paused and looked at Alex again. He wasn't sure if he should report this to Alex before deciding to just let him know since his boss was
“What are you doing out here?” Nicholas’s calm voice drifted through the dark.Startled by the sudden voice behind her, Rose snapped out of her thoughts. She turned and blinked. Relief crossed her face when she saw it was just him. “It’s you, cousin.” Nicholas said nothing and just continued staring at Rose like he was waiting for an answer to his question.Realizing what Nicholas stare meant, Rose finally opened her mouth to speak. “ I'm out here because I couldn't sleep,” she said with a tired smile. “I needed air.”Nicholas walked over and sat beside her without a word. The silence between them wasn’t awkward—it was natural.“Didn’t expect to see you here,” she added.“Same,” he said. “I came out to clear my head.”“It's really a nice night to clear your night.” Rose commented, making Nicholas turn to look at her. “You shouldn't be staying out late. It's cold.” Nicholas said which earned him a small smirk from her.“How about you just let me enjoy this night rather than scolding
The pool table sat in the center of the elegant game room, dimly lit by a hanging light fixture. Leo grabbed a cue and tossed one to Rose.“You know the rules, right?” he asked, chalking the tip of his cue.Rose examined the cue stick. “I’ve seen it played.”Julian scoffed from the side. “Great. That means she’s about to somehow destroy you again.”Leo rolled his eyes and racked the balls. “We’ll see about that.”The game began, and as expected, Leo was skilled, landing a few shots with ease.Then Rose took her turn.To everyone's surprise, she wasn’t bad. She adjusted quickly, her precision improving with each shot.Leo stared. “You’ve never played before?”Rose smirked. “Nope.”Julian smiled. “She’s got natural talent.” It might seem like he was having fun watching the kids but he was secretly watching how talented Rose was which impressed him.Karen, watching with amusement, sipped her wine. “Or maybe our Leo just isn’t as good as he thinks.”Leo groaned as Rose sank another ball e
The evening air around the Anderson estate carried a familiar warmth, wrapping the grand halls in a comfortable embrace as the family gathered for dinner. In the spacious yet intimate dining room, the soft clinking of silverware mixed with the low hum of conversation, creating a scene that felt both lively and serene.Rose sat between Leo and Karen, both of whom had been trading witty remarks since the meal began, occasionally drawing Anne into their banter. Across the table, Julian, who had arrived earlier, was deep in an easy conversation with Frank, his tone relaxed and jovial.Only Rose and Nicholas remained quiet.Rose, though reserved, politely responded whenever Karen directed a question her way. Yet her attention drifted now and then to Nicholas, stealing a glance at him. His unexpected appearance at dinner had caught her off guard. She had asked about him earlier in the day, but Karen hadn’t mentioned that he would be joining them tonight.As she pondered, Julian’s teasing vo
Later that evening, the low hum of a sleek black car rolling into the Anderson estate's driveway drew the attention of the maids bustling about the entrance. The chauffeur swiftly stepped out, pulling open the back door with practiced ease.Nicholas stepped out of the car.Tall, with sharp, defined features and his usual cool, unreadable demeanor. Even dressed casually in a fitted black shirt and slacks, there was an undeniable polish and quiet authority about him that made people instinctively straighten their postures.He cast a brief glance across the familiar grounds, indifferent, before striding toward the front door with confident steps.The staff immediately bowed in greeting and hurried to open the doors.From the grand living room, Anne’s voice rang out, “Nicholas, is that you?”“It’s me, Grandma,” Nicholas called back, making his way inside.Karen, just returning from an errand Anne had sent her on, looked up and smiled when she saw her son. “You’re early.”Nicholas shrugged
After finishing their meal at the restaurant, Rose had assumed that the incident with Margaret would prompt Karen to cut their day short. But she quickly realized how wrong she was. Despite Rose’s gentle protests and tired attempts at persuasion, Karen was unrelenting—dragging her from one boutique to the next with the energy of someone on a mission.It wasn’t until Karen finally noticed the weariness written all over Rose’s face that she relented and called it a day.The moment they arrived home, Rose was out of the car in a flash, barely nodding in Anne’s direction as she rushed inside. She knew if she lingered even a second, Karen might get the idea to bring out the mountain of clothes they’d just bought and insist she try them all on. And frankly, she was too drained to model anything.Anne, standing near the entrance and catching the tail end of the whirlwind, arched her brow. “What happened to my granddaughter?”Karen, who was giving the maids instructions on how to sort the sho
However, amidst their yelling, Karen wasn’t done. “Let's not pretend you’re here because you care about my Rose. I don't care much about high society but I have enough information to know that you and Beatrice are never friends and you just proved me right. You saw a chance to use my Rose to humiliate Beatrice in public. But the truth is—Beatrice doesn’t even see you as a rival. You’re not a threat to her. You’re just a footnote.” That did it. Even though Karen didn't like Beatrice, she had to use her as a weapon to damage Margret. And it was true in some ways, Beatrice never saw Margaret as a rival and that was why she left her off. Beatrice is more cunning and has better things to do than Margret. On the other hand, Margaret’s face turned red, her voice rising. “You arrogant little—! Who the hell do you think you are to speak to me like that?!” “I’m someone you should’ve never insulted,” Karen replied coolly. “Especially not in front of witnesses.” “You're such a bitch! You even
Karen returned with graceful steps, wiping her hands with a silk handkerchief as she approached the table—only to stop mid-step at the sight before her. Three women, overdressed and oozing fake charm, surrounded Rose, who looked irritated and uncomfortable. Karen’s expression hardened immediately. “Is there a problem here?” Karen asked smoothly as she walked up to the table, though her voice was laced with sharpness. Margaret immediately changed her facial expression as she turned without even bothering to look properly. “Oh, relax. We’re just having a friendly chat. Nothing that concerns—” She paused, eyes scanning Karen lazily. Then scoffed. “Oh. You’re the lady that was with her earlier?” Margaret blinked, her voice condescending. “How… quaint. Let me guess—you’re her assistant or... manager?” Rose blinked, trying not to laugh. It was obvious now that these women were actually dumb. Even if Karen is not well known amongst the high socialist thanks to the fact that she lives t