LOGINFor 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?"
The atmosphere inside Gray Mansion had been strangely quiet these past few days. At least on the surface. Underneath that calmness, however, everyone could feel it. The balance within the family was shifting. Ever since the scandal was resolved, Rose's position inside the Carter family had becom
Rose placed the document aside. "Accept it." Nancy blinked. "What?" "Accept the proposal." Rose repeated. Nancy frowned. "You sure?" Rose nodded. Nancy became suspicious. "You aren't going to let him bully you because you like him, right?" Rose immediately protested. "Hey, I don't like h
The moment Rose stepped into Pegasus Corporation, she felt something was wrong. "Welcome, Boss." Selene immediately rose from her seat behind the secretary's desk the moment she saw Rose approaching. A professional smile appeared on her face as she greeted her respectfully. Rose returned the smil
"What?!" Anne's expression immediately darkened.."How can that blame you for something like that?".Her voice rose several degrees.."You're not responsible for another person's actions!" Rose quickly squeezed Anne's hand.."Grandma, it's alright." She smiled gently. "Grandmother Donna already hand
Ggregory leaned back in his chair, exhausted. He pinched the bridge of his nose before dialing Nancy. It didn’t even ring twice before she picked up. “Ms. Miller?” “Report?” she asked immediately. “Yes.” Gregory sighed. “It didn’t go well. Mr. Ashmore refuses to accept any termination. He claims
The servants moved quickly, taking bags and coats, while the family made their way inside the sprawling mansion. The interior hadn’t changed in decades—gold-trimmed walls, oil portraits of ancestors long gone, and the faint scent of old mahogany. Despite its grandeur, the tension hanging in the air
Alex sat in the back seat of his car as it glided smoothly through the early traffic, pale morning sunlight washing over the city and turning glass towers into golden pillars. A pair of thin-framed glasses rested on his nose—simple, elegant, and unfairly flattering—softening the cold edge of his fe
Thirty minutes later, Luthor drove into the Gray family ancestral mansion. The towering iron gates opened with deliberate slowness, revealing a long, cobblestone driveway that gleamed faintly under the golden dusk. The air held the faint fragrance of wet earth and manicured roses. At first, the gua







