تسجيل الدخولThat evening, Emily received an urgent call from the hospital just as she was preparing to return to the Black mansion. Rose was sitting near the window, watching the sky slowly darken when Emily approached her with an apologetic expression. “I’m sorry, Miss Rose. There’s an emergency at the hospit
By the following afternoon, Rose had grown tired of staying inside her room. She had spent most of the past few days resting because of her injuries, but now that she was becoming more familiar with the mansion, remaining in bed for hours at a time was beginning to feel suffocating. Emily had just
Meanwhile, back in Los Angeles, Alex sat behind the desk in his study, surrounded by reports that had barely been touched. He looked nothing like the composed man everyone was accustomed to seeing. His shirt was wrinkled, his hair was slightly disheveled, and dark circles had formed beneath his eye
“Because you knew?” Hayden nodded. “He believed that if I'd told him about her feelings earlier, he could have noticed what was happening and gotten her help before things became that serious.” Rose was quiet for a moment. “What happened to her?” “She was sent overseas for rehabilitation.” “
The next morning, Hayden came personally to take Rose from the hospital. Emily had already gathered the few things Rose had been given during her stay, while the hospital staff completed the final arrangements for her discharge. Once everything was ready, Hayden pushed Rose's wheelchair himself as
The nurse remained quiet for a moment before giving her a small nod. “It's alright.” “I really did scare you.” The nurse gave an awkward smile. “You did.” Rose couldn't help feeling a little guilty. “I didn't mean to hurt you.” “I know.” The nurse's shoulders relaxed slightly, and the tensio
Good afternoon, sir, ma’am. How may I help you today?” the young lady at the reception asked politely the moment she noticed Rose and Nancy approaching. “Hello, my name is Nancy Miller, and this person here is Ms. Roseline Gray, the new CEO of this company,” Nancy introduced briefly and sharply.
The morning sunlight spilled gently through the glass walls of the Manor, scattering soft reflections over the polished marble floors. Rose sat on the edge of her bed, towel wrapped around her head as she stared at her ringing phone. The name flashing across the screen made her sigh — William Gray.
She didn’t waste time browsing aimlessly. Rose had a specific goal in mind. With the help of the attendant, she chose a chic but subtle outfit — something elegant enough to draw respect, but plain enough not to draw unnecessary attention. She added a few accessories, heels, and then paused when some
After a moment’s pause, Rose turned to Nancy. "You remember that list of companies you prepared for me to make a selection from? You can spend as much more as you can to invest in all of them," Rose instructed casually, and began scrolling through her phone as if she hadn’t just mentioned an astrono







