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On the opposite side of the ballroom, William's expression stiffened almost imperceptibly. Although he and Beatrice had already known that the Anderson family was aware of Rose, neither of them had expected such a public declaration. Beatrice unconsciously tightened her grip around the designer
The whispers throughout the magnificent ballroom continued growing louder with every passing second. What had begun as quiet murmurs exchanged between only a handful of curious guests quickly spread across the entire banquet hall like ripples through still water. The atmosphere, which had been liv
A tall middle aged man stepped inside,.dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit that accentuated his confident bearing. The newcomer carried himself with effortless confidence, an easygoing smile, and the relaxed charm of someone who could make conversation with anyone. As soon as he reached the
The moment Frank and Anne saw her approaching from the distance, both of their faces immediately lit up with unmistakable joy. "There she is," Anne said happily, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. Without waiting for Rose to walk all the way to them, Anne stepped forward with surprising
The following day was none other than the day of the banquet. Beatrice sat elegantly before her dressing mirror while an experienced stylist carefully adjusted the final details of her makeup and hairstyle. A satisfied smile rested comfortably on her lips as she admired her flawless reflection.
Rose folded her hands together on her lap before speaking. "If we arrive together, there'll be rumors. The banquet will be attended by politicians, business leaders, and influential families." She smiled apologetically. "I don't want everyone talking about us before we're ready." She paused briefly
The phone on the table buzzed. Without looking away from his screen, Alex picked it up, his voice cold and clipped. “Speak, Derek?” He commanded immediately he placed the phone closer to his ear. On the other end, Derek, his personal assistant, cleared his throat nervously. “Sir, I just received
The moment Rose stepped back into the Gray mansion, she could feel the shift in atmosphere. The heavy silence was unnatural, almost staged, like a trap waiting to be sprung. She didn’t have to search long to see why. On one of the sofas sat Beatrice, her arms crossed, her eyes sharp with suspicion
In her past life, she’d seen her grandmother only twice—once before her marriage to Henry, and again at her grandmother’s seventieth birthday party. The matriarch had always been a distant figure, yet her father trembled under her shadow. Rose watched William carefully; his uneasiness spoke louder t
" No, no, no, not at all. I don't have any issues with this place. It's also good enough for me but I just wanted to be sure you are pleased with it and not trying to be modest about your choice." Rose said while shaking his head constantly as he spoke. "Thank you, Rose. I am pleased by your court







