로그인Vincent 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
"You don't understand." "I understand perfectly." Vincent remained completely calm and composed. "Rose isn't just some ordinary girl anymore. I always thought I had that girl under my control, but she managed to slip away, and now she's connected to the Anderson family. She is also..." "She's
The following afternoon, Beatrice arrived at the meeting place alone. She had deliberately chosen somewhere far from the main wealthy districts so that she wouldn't encounter anyone she knew, because the last thing she needed was for someone from her social circle to recognize her speaking to a man
But now, Rose had obtained information that could lead directly back to her. And worse, she had someone helping her. "How much did that brat knows?" Beatrice asked. "I don't know." Sophia shook her head. "I didn't have time to read everything. I only took pictures of the screens." Beatrice's expr
Rose watched her disappear into the distance. A faint crease appeared between her brows. "...Strange." Somehow, Sophia's behavior felt forced. As if she had been startled by something. Rose remained standing in the hallway for another moment, before finally opening her bedroom door and the room gr
Rose followed the maid downstairs in silence, her thoughts still occupied by the unexpected request from William. Neither of them noticed another pair of eyes watching from the second-floor corridor. The moment Rose disappeared downstairs, the corners of Sophia's lips slowly lifted into a faint smi
Instantly, the temperature in the room dropped. The casual calm that had filled the office moments ago vanished. It wasn’t dramatic—no sudden movement, no visible outburst. But Derek felt it instantly, the chilling pressure that made his spine stiffen instinctively. It was like walking into a refr
The Byers Mansion The shrill ringing of a telephone echoed relentlessly through the study, urging the man in a gray suit to pick it up. “Hello, who is this?” he asked in an indifferent tone. “Good evening, sir. I’m a nurse calling from St. Aurelius Medical Center. Is this the Byers residence?”
The next day arrived quietly. Rose stepped out of the car just as the afternoon sun dipped lower in the sky, painting the gates of the mansion in soft gold. School had been uneventful, a series of lectures, notes, hushed conversations of the sudden National exam new—but her mind had been elsewhere
The next morning after she was done eating, Rose turned to look at Luthor. “I'll be driving myself to school today, Brother Luthor?" She said casually. Luthor frowned slightly. “Are you sure? I can—” “I’m sure,” she cut in gently, a small smile curving her lips. “I’ll just appreciate it if you c







