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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
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    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

  • Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress    chapter 411

    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

  • Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress    chapter 410

    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

  • Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress    chapter 409

    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

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    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

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    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

  • Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress    chapter 406

    From across the room, Margaret Pezz had been watching like a hawk. Dressed in an ivory designer set and dripping in gold jewelry, Margaret whispered something to her friends, eyes gleaming. With Karen out of the way, it was time to make her move. She strutted over, her heels clicking arrogantly against the marble. Two overdressed women followed her like loyal shadows. “Roseline, darling!” Margaret said with feigned delight, placing a hand on the back of Rose’s chair as if they were long-lost friends. “I couldn’t believe it was you! You look absolutely radiant in person.” Rose looked up slowly from the food menu she was still checking out, expression unreadable. “Do I know you?” Margaret laughed, her voice grating. “Oh, we haven’t officially met. I’m Margaret Pezz—a very close friend of Beatrice, your stepmother.” The moment she said Beatrice’s name, Rose’s expression soured. Margaret noticed and quickly backtracked, playing both sides. “But honestly dear, I never liked the way

  • Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress    Chapter 405

    The morning sunlight streamed through the large windows of the Anderson estate, bathing the grand dining hall in a warm glow. Rose sat at the breakfast table, quietly sipping her tea as Anne and Karen conversed about an upcoming events. "You should get some fresh air today," Anne suggested, eyeing Rose over her cup of coffee. Karen nodded in agreement. "Actually, I was thinking of taking her out. Just a small outing—maybe some shopping, a café stop. What do you think, Rose?" Rose blinked, caught off guard. "Shopping?" "Yes," Karen said with a small smile. "You could use a few new things, and a change of scenery might be nice." Rose hesitated. She wasn’t exactly the type to enjoy aimless shopping trips at the moment, but the way Anne and Karen were looking at her told her this was more than just a casual suggestion. It was their way of trying to spend time with her. And truthfully, a part of her was beginning to appreciate the warmth they offered. "Alright," she finally agreed.

  • Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress    Chapter 404

    Later that evening, Rose wandered through the grand hallways of the Anderson estate, her footsteps light against the polished floors. She wasn’t sure what had compelled her to leave the comfort of her room, but something about the quiet atmosphere of the night made her restless. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of her grandfather's study. Hesitating for only a moment, she knocked lightly. "Come in," came the deep, commanding voice from inside. Rose pushed the door open and stepped inside, finding Frank seated at a massive mahogany desk, a glass of whiskey beside him. The dim lighting cast long shadows across the shelves lined with books and relics of the past. "Couldn't sleep?" he asked, not looking up as he finished scribbling on a document. "Something like that," Rose admitted, stepping closer. Frank gestured to the chair across from him. "Sit." She did, expecting the usual quiet company they sometimes shared. But instead of returning to his work, Frank pulled o

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