LOGINMore importantly, she now understood that the accident wasn't an isolated incident. It was connected to something much bigger. Rose turned back towards Vincent, her expression becoming serious. Alex glanced towards the men stationed near the door. “Take care of him.” One of them immediately st
Vincent clenched his jaw in anger but offered no response. This time, Alex nodded calmly.. “There's something I've found particularly amusing about this entire situation. You've refused to cooperate from the moment you were brought here, apparently convinced that keeping your mouth shut would prot
Rose slowly turned towards him."What?" She looked at Alex in disbelief. "Did you just say he's Victor and Sophia's biological father?" Alex didn't look away from Vincent. "Yes." Rose's gaze sharply returned to the restrained man. The revelation was almost impossible to process. Victor and Sop
However, Vincent remained silent and looked away. Rose's patience began to wear thin at his silence. "Vincent!" He finally turned towards her. "I said I have nothing more to say. What part of that don't you understand?" Rose's expression became cold. She had come here expecting answers, but t
For 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
The morning sun filtered softly through the curtains of Rose’s bedroom, painting her sheets in warm gold. She rose with a stretch, letting the early light wash over her before beginning her routine. After dressing in her uniform and pulling her hair into a loose yet tidy ponytail, Rose grabbed her
“Well,” Rose replied with a small laugh, “it’s not like I handed them keys in a bow.” “Still,” Nancy teased, “the house is already prepped. You don’t need to stress about that one. You did well choosing the location too—it fits them.” “Anyway, your own house is fully ready. You can swing by tomo
She took a slow bite, before turning to look at him and then asked, “Don’t you have better things to do than bother me?” “I was running diagnostics,” he replied flatly. “Thought I’d take a break.” Rose’s fork paused. Her eyes flicked to his hoodie, to the small flash drive peeking from the insid
The warm clink of cutlery and the subtle hum of conversation filled the restaurant’s lavish VIP section. Luthor sat beside Rose, unusually quiet, his eyes flicking back and forth between his cheerful mother and the woman who had orchestrated all of this. Unable to hold back any longer, he leaned a







