Mag-log inBeatrice looked at him in surprise. She hadn't expected William to speak up for her, especially not after their argument earlier. William rubbed his forehead. "I investigated Henry beforehand. His family background is excellent, his reputation is good and his personality is outstanding. So I didn'
What kind of mother are you, Beatrice?" Grace suddenly stood up, unable to hold back her anger any longer. "How can you make Rose feel guilty for something she didn't do?" She asked as her sharp gaze landed on Beatrice before she continued. "If Rose is supposed to protect Sophia, then who is suppo
Donna’s expression remained unreadable as she sat at the head of the long ancestral table. The atmosphere inside the Gray family home had grown heavy and tight enough to suffocate. To the extent everyone could feel it. Beatrice had already thrown her accusations. Rose had calmly defended herself.
"But think about it carefully. How could Rose disappear so conveniently? And why did Sophia end up in her place if she wasn't invited?" Lucy shook her head. "There are too many coincidences." Grace was so angry that she almost laughed. "So because there are coincidences, you immediately assume Ros
Gray ancestral home had never felt this oppressive before. The spacious hall was brightly lit, yet the atmosphere was so tense that even the servants moved carefully, afraid to make the slightest noise. The main branch of the Gray family had gathered. Although no one dared to speak carelessly but
Before he could respond, the office door opened. Beatrice walked in hurriedly. The moment she saw him, she asked anxiously, "How was it? Did you find out anything?" William looked up at her. For some reason, seeing Beatrice's anxious face stressed him more. He suddenly remembered the investigati
After William left in a huff, Rose let out a slow breath, her faint smile returning as she turned to Pamela. “Thank you for helping me,” she said softly, relief easing across her features. “If you didn’t come just now, I think my ears would’ve melted from my father's scolding.” Pamela’s stern expr
Nancy lifted her glass, swirling its contents with calm confidence. “A top-tier law firm like Ashmore doesn’t operate alone. To maintain their rank among the top five, they rely on several litigation companies—companies that provide resources, assign cases, fund legal research, create partnerships,
It was only then that everyone realized Rose wasn’t present. Every eye in the room turned toward William, who stood frozen, caught completely off guard. Adrian smirked, unable to resist. “Ah, perhaps Rose didn’t think Mother’s arrival was worth attending?” he said mockingly, earning snickers from
Inside the study, Donna Gray sat behind a grand mahogany desk, listening intently as her P.A., David Norton, read from a tablet. His tone was formal, efficient. Her posture was impeccable, her aura commanding. Even in her sixties, Donna’s sharp gaze could make anyone tremble. “…and Mr. Adrian Gr







