로그인"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
Rose's smile faded slightly. "What are you apologizing for?" Luthor hesitated. "There's something I've been thinking about since I heard about your accident." He rested his elbows on his knees, his expression becoming unusually solemn."I keep wondering whether things would have been different if I
The driver pulled up in front of Pegasus Enterprise shortly after Rose's press conference. Having successfully announced her return to the public and secured William's removal from Gray Corporation's board, Rose had no intention of wasting the rest of her day. There were still several matters requ
“I gave them your contact details,” Rose said plainly. “If they decide to discuss anything regarding investments of the project and accept my request, they’ll likely reach out to you directly.” There was a brief pause on the line before Nancy sighed—then laughed. “You’re moving fast, Rose. How are
After excusing herself, Rose confidently approached the same server who had brought her juice earlier. She smiled politely and stopped him. “Excuse me,” she said softly but clearly. “Could you please direct me to the restroom?” The server, a young man with a polite but reserved demeanor, paused
The next morning, Rose arrived at school as usual, her expression calm and unreadable as she stepped out of the car. The campus ground buzzed with the familiar noise of students chatting, laughing, and rushing to their classes, but something about the atmosphere felt slightly tense—as if an undercur
Rose never actually went anywhere near the restroom. The excuse had only been a convenient way to slip out of the circle of men without drawing attention. Lingering around them any longer would have been pointless, she had already achieved what she came for. Listening to extended discussions about







