MasukFor several seconds, he simply stared at her before a mocking laugh escaped his throat. "Well, well..." Rose stopped a few steps away. Vincent looked her over before shaking his head. "Would you look at that? The thorn that refuses to disappear." Rose narrowed her eyes. "Do I know you?" Vincent
The following afternoon, Alex drove along a secluded road on the outskirts of Los Angeles. Rose sat in the passenger seat, occasionally glancing through the window as the vehicle moved farther away from the busy parts of the city. Unlike their usual destinations, this particular location was nowher
"Not particularly." Alex chuckled at her response. Rose shook her head at him. She was annoyed, certainly. Finding out that Alex had possessed such crucial information without telling her wasn't something she appreciated. However, her frustration was quickly being replaced by curiosity. Vincent
The dining room at Alex King's mansion was unusually quiet that evening. Rose sat opposite Alex, enjoying the dinner that had been prepared for them. The atmosphere was comfortable, and neither seemed particularly interested in discussing business until Rose brought up something that had been occup
Rose would be gone and then her children would have the chance to be recognized. Which means she would no longer have to worry about her stepdaughter interfering with their plans. That had been what she expected but reality had turned against her and Rose survived. However, instead of remaining ou
Gray Residence William Gray returned home in a terrible mood. The moment he stepped through the front door, the expression on his face made it clear that something had gone terribly wrong. His suit jacket was still on, but his tie had been loosened, and his usually composed appearance had been re
The morning sun filtered gently through the car windows, casting soft golden light on the sleek black dashboard. Luthor glanced in the rearview mirror at the girl seated quietly beside him. Rose hadn’t said a word since they left the Anderson estate—her usually poised and serene demeanor had been su
As they turned the corner near the main hallway, the noise from the cafeteria began to filter through the air—the familiar chatter of students, the clatter of trays, and the occasional burst of laughter. Grace turned to Rose and offered a small smile. "Well, this is my stop, senior." she said, ges
One of Victoria’s friends who was listening, raised a brow, clearly entertained. Sophia saw their expressions but pretended not to notice. “She was supposed to be the perfect daughter,” Sophia continued, tone laced with a hint of sad resignation. “Our parents always gave her the spotlight. My sis
At the end of the hallway was a soundproof, dimly-lit private room that was always reserved for Victor’s old crew. The moment he stepped inside, heads turned. The room was thick with smoke. A low sofa wrapped around a glass table littered with half-finished drinks, ashtrays, and poker chips. The b







