LOGINVincent leaned back again, completely unconcerned. " Beatrice, you know how dangerous it would be if the Anderson family or the Gray Matriarch finds out about this. So we have to act fast because I'm sure she is also onto something as we speak which is precisely why she shouldn't be around long enou
"You don't understand." "I understand perfectly." Vincent remained completely calm and composed. "Rose isn't just some ordinary girl anymore. I always thought I had that girl under my control, but she managed to slip away, and now she's connected to the Anderson family. She is also..." "She's
The following afternoon, Beatrice arrived at the meeting place alone. She had deliberately chosen somewhere far from the main wealthy districts so that she wouldn't encounter anyone she knew, because the last thing she needed was for someone from her social circle to recognize her speaking to a man
But now, Rose had obtained information that could lead directly back to her. And worse, she had someone helping her. "How much did that brat knows?" Beatrice asked. "I don't know." Sophia shook her head. "I didn't have time to read everything. I only took pictures of the screens." Beatrice's expr
Rose watched her disappear into the distance. A faint crease appeared between her brows. "...Strange." Somehow, Sophia's behavior felt forced. As if she had been startled by something. Rose remained standing in the hallway for another moment, before finally opening her bedroom door and the room gr
Rose followed the maid downstairs in silence, her thoughts still occupied by the unexpected request from William. Neither of them noticed another pair of eyes watching from the second-floor corridor. The moment Rose disappeared downstairs, the corners of Sophia's lips slowly lifted into a faint smi
Rose’s palm slammed down on the table with a sharp crack. The sound sliced through the room like a whip, startling everyone—Mr. Grant included. “That. Is. Enough.” Her voice was low, trembling not with rage but restraint. Jerry blinked, caught off guard. Then, regaining himself, he leaned forward
Together, they stepped out into the bright afternoon light, but before they reached where the car was parked, Luthor spoke under his breath. “You recognized her, didn’t you?” Rose’s steps didn’t falter. “No.” Luthor gave her a sideways glance. “Really?” “She’s irrelevant,” Rose said, her tone coo
Rose sat quietly as they waited for their order to arrive. The air between the three of them lingered in awkward silence. She leaned back in her seat, her gaze shifting toward Simon, who had his eyes fixed on the table like a kid caught doing something wrong. “So,” Rose began lightly, crossing her
“I need information,” she replied. “I want you to find out everything you can about someone. I can't access this on my own.” The person Rose was referring to was none other than Henry. In her past life, Rose had known very little about him—about who he truly was or the kind of life he had lived be







