Mag-log inOne of the representatives looked uncomfortable. “Madam, you seem to have misunderstood what we are trying to say. " He said but Rose ignored him. "You already made your intentions clear so don't take me for a fool. If you believe Pegasus is no longer the right company for you, you're free to leav
The next morning, Rose had barely settled into her office when Emma walked in with a stack of documents in her hands and a serious expression on her face. "Ma'am, we have a problem." Rose looked up from her laptop. "What happened?" "It's about one of our major clients." Emma placed the documents o
Later that afternoon, Rose and Alex returned to King Corporation after spending several hours outside. Rose had accompanied him to the company because she needed to discuss a few matters with one of the executive and team in charge of the project Pegasus Corporation was investing into and after the
The following day passed without anything unusual happening, at least as far as Rose was concerned. After spending the previous evening at Gray mansion, Rose left in the morning and she had returned to her usual routine, moving between Pegasus Corporation and the various responsibilities that had r
Vincent leaned back again, completely unconcerned. " Beatrice, you know how dangerous it would be if the Anderson family or the Gray Matriarch finds out about this. So we have to act fast because I'm sure she is also onto something as we speak which is precisely why she shouldn't be around long enou
Vincent leaned back again, completely unconcerned. " Beatrice, you know how dangerous it would be if the Anderson family or the Gray Matriarch finds out about this. So we have to act fast because I'm sure she is also onto something as we speak which is precisely why she shouldn't be around long enou
The ringtone buzzed sharply through the stillness of the office. Alex didn’t flinch. He reached for his phone, eyes narrowed as the screen lit up. The name flashing on the display was one he trusted more than most—Reed, one of his most loyal men. “Speak,” Alex said the moment the line connected.
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch,
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern, stylish building with neon accents and a sleek black-and-gold sign that read The Luxe Lounge. It had a mix of a high-end arcade, a private club, and a casual dining area—clearly designed for the elite high school crowd looking for entertainment.
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







