LOGINThe charity gala had already become the talk of high society long before it ended. Ever since Donna publicly introduced her as her representative, people had been paying attention to her every move. And the more they watched her, the harder it became to look away. At the center of the grand ballro
The night of the Sterling Charity Gala arrived sooner than Rose expected. Glassrose Manor was unusually lively. Emma had been running around since the afternoon while several stylists fussed over Rose. "No, no. The earrings should be the diamond ones." Emma frowned at the jewelry tray before quic
Jimmy nodded approvingly. "I believe it." He turned toward Rose. "May I ask you something?" "Of course." "You have access to more than enough beautiful clothing already." Rose laughed. "You're wondering why Alex still hired you?" "Exactly." Rose smiled helplessly.."Honestly... so am I."
The following morning, Glassrose Manor was already bustling with activity. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows as Rose walked downstairs dressed in a simple white blouse tucked into a pair of high-waisted black trousers. Her hair was neatly tied back, and the light makeup on her face only a
For some reason, that realization unsettled her. Not because she feared remembering but because she didn't know what else might return with those memories. Rose lowered her hand and looked back at her hand. The smile on her face had completely disappeared. Meanwhile, inside King Corporation. T
Meanwhile, Rose remained seated quietly throughout the entire exchange, she didn't even bother to say anything and simply sat there calmly. Oddly enough, that only made Donna's support of her seem even more justified. Donna then looked at her. "Are you unwilling to do this arrangement, Roseline?"
On her way home, Rose found herself unwilling to return straight to the mansion. The atmosphere from the family dinner still lingered around her—heartwarming and fulfilling—but also emotionally heavy. She wanted to unwind, even if just a little. Craving something sweet, she made a last-minute deci
Despite the restaurant’s modest setup—simple looking chairs, mismatched tables, and handwritten menus—Rose sat with effortless grace. There wasn’t a hint of superiority or discomfort in her posture. She welcomed the setting with quiet appreciation, treating everyone around her with the same kindness
Rose smirked. “You’re just realizing that now?” Amelia laughed out loud, and Maya gave her son a pat on the arm, clearly touched by how protective he was. Rose gave one last glance at the table and said, “Everything has been paid for. Order anything you like. It’s all yours tonight.” *Rose, dear
Inside the car, Rose leaned forward and gave Luthor the address. He gave a slight nod and began driving. Amelia, seated beside Rose in the back seat, tilted her head curiously. “Wait… that name sounds familiar. Isn’t that the fancy restaurant in our district?” she asked. Rose nodded. “Yep. That’







