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
That same evening, Alex was in the middle of reviewing documents when his phone vibrated on the desk. One glance at the caller ID made his expression harden—it was the head of the private security team. “Speak,” Alex said coolly as he answered. “Sir,” the bodyguard reported, his tone professional
I don’t understand why you would willingly go through so much trouble just to get my phone number?” Luthor asked curiously, though confusion was evident in his tone as he tried to figure out John’s motive. “You’re hurting my feelings. Perhaps you were hoping to get rid of me easily,” John replied,
Rose drove them straight to the Gray Mansion. At dinner, Beatrice played her role flawlessly—smiling, serving food, asking about everyone’s day. Rose matched her performance with equal grace, answering politely and eating quietly. Sophia’s voice didn’t stop the entire time as the maids set the d
Luthor’s gaze darkened slightly when he heard her. One of the many people who had turned their backs on him. In the past, when his family had fallen overnight, Luthor had reached out to people he trusted and called his friends. People he had laughed with, studied with, rendered help to. However







