MasukThat afternoon, Edward came by to check on Alissa. She was sitting up in bed when he walked in, looking calmer than before, though the weight of everything still lingered in her eyes. Rose was nearby, quietly scrolling through her phone, but she glanced up the moment Edward entered. Edward didn’t
Outside the hospital, Nicholas stood with his hands in his pockets, watching Alex closely while Edward stepped forward first, far less restrained. “So who did it?” Alex didn’t hesitate. “The mastermind is Alissa’s stepmother.” The answer came clean and certain, leaving no room for doubt. Nicholas
Rose paused and turned to look at Nicholas. " That….one of them is the leader of a loan shark organization that I paid off some time ago.” Nicholas didn't say anything after listening to her explanation. Edward stayed quiet, still holding Alissa. Alex didn’t respond or say anything immediatel
The hospital corridor was quiet, except for the distant sounds of hurried footsteps and the soft beeping of machines behind closed doors. Inside the private ward, both Rose and Alissa had already been treated. Clean bandages were wrapped around Rose’s wrists, and her head injury had been properly
Something changed in his expression, subtle but noticeable to those watching closely, enough for Derek behind him to pick up on it and for Cobra to react without fully understanding why. Alex stepped forward, slow and controlled, while Zane’s men instinctively raised their weapons higher. “Stop ri
The footsteps kept coming, growing louder with each second, accompanied by distant crashes and the sound of something being forced open outside. It was clear now that something was unfolding beyond the warehouse walls. Each step echoed against the concrete, sharp and deliberate, like a countdown th
The sun hung lazily above the school field, casting long shadows across the grass as the coach blew the whistle for a five-minute water break. Rose sank down beneath the massive tree at the far corner of the field, settling into the shade with a relieved sigh. Her hair clung slightly to her forehea
Anderson estate After dinner, Rose moved down the corridor carrying a polished silver tray in her hand . Upon it sat a delicate porcelain teapot, a matching cup and saucer, and a small bowl of sugar cubes. The scent of chamomile and honey drifted gently from the pot. When she reached Frank’s st
The morning sun filtered gently through the car windows, casting soft golden light on the sleek black dashboard. Luthor glanced in the rearview mirror at the girl seated quietly beside him. Rose hadn’t said a word since they left the Anderson estate—her usually poised and serene demeanor had been su
Rose stepped onto campus, her steps even, her gaze ahead, but she couldn’t ignore the subtle tension prickling at the back of her neck. Whispers slithered through the school grounds, barely audible but insistent. Heads turned in her direction, eyes wide as if they'd seen a ghost. Some students eve







