Mag-log inThe abandoned building had fallen into complete silence. Outside, the evening shadows crept slowly across the overgrown estate grounds, while a cold wind slipped through the shattered windows of the old structure, making the entire place groan softly as if it were alive. Inside, Rose sat motionl
Robert was already pulling out his phone. “I hope not.” The call connected quickly. On the other side, Alex was busy working on some important paperwork in his office. However, when he saw the call was from the mansion he immediately picked it. “…What is it?” Robert rarely interrupted him duri
The next day The sky hung low over the King Estate, soft clouds drifting lazily above the endless stretch of manicured gardens and towering trees. Inside the mansion, everything was unusually quiet. Alex had left early that morning for work after receiving an urgent call from the company, leav
Rose sat comfortably beside Robert on one of the large cream-colored sofas while listening to one of his old stories about Alex’s childhood. Her laughter rang softly through the room, bright and genuine in a way that had become increasingly common lately. “You’re lying,” Rose said between laughs.
The moment the private elevator doors closed, the noise from the lobby disappeared completely. Silence settled inside the spacious elevator as Rose stood beside Alex while trying very hard not to overthink the situation. Unfortunately, overthinking was exactly what she was doing. Especially beca
Then Derek’s phone buzzed. Normally, he would ignore interruptions during meetings. But after glancing at the screen, his expression changed slightly. Alex noticed immediately. “What.” Derek leaned down slightly before speaking quietly. “Miss Rose is downstairs.” The executive room froze instantl
At Ashmore Legal Groups, morning broke like a slap to the face. The partners were gathered in the glass conference room overlooking downtown—an intimidating space ordinarily filled with confident voices, sharp debate, and unshakeable certainty. But today, tension wrapped around them like a constric
On the drive back to Glassrose Mansion, Rose leaned her head against the car window, quietly watching the city lights slide past. Her posture was relaxed, but Luthor caught her reflection in the rearview mirror and knew better—she was exhausted, even if she refused to show it. Rose, meanwhile, was
Gregory arrived at the meeting room well before Rose. As she had instructed, he greeted Evelyn and the Ashmore Legal team with calm professionalism and informed them that the Chairwoman would be attending personally. “Please wait a moment. The Chairwoman will begin the meeting shortly,” he said wit
She allowed herself a quiet moment of satisfaction. In less than an hour, she had taken control of an entire network, neutralized a major competitor’s power, and positioned herself at the center of a game that no one else even realized they were playing “So, what happens next?” Luthor suddenly aske







