LOGINWhat 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
Rose looked down at the caller ID. William. A playful smile slowly appeared on her lips. "Interesting." Emma immediately understood. "He must be suspicious." "Of course he is." Rose calmly picked up her teacup and took a sip. Then she answered the call. "Father." Her voice was soft and s
Not wanting the atmosphere to grow any more tense, Chris quickly steered the conversation in a different direction. “I heard Benjamin will be back in L.A. in two weeks,” he said casually. Edward scoffed immediately. “Took him long enough. For a moment, I thought he’d end up marrying his laboratory
The restaurant was alive the way it always was during peak hours—soft classical music floating through the air, crystal chandeliers glowing warmly above polished marble floors, and the low hum of refined conversations blending with the clink of cutlery. It was a place of reputation, built from Maya’
After returning to the banquet hall, Rose scanned the room briefly before spotting William among a small group of guests. She walked over calmly and informed him that she was leaving. “What?” William frowned immediately. “Why so soon? Stay a little longer.” “I can’t,” Rose replied in an even tone.
After reaching an agreement, Mateo leaned back slightly in his seat and looked at Rose with renewed interest. “Is there anything else you want?” he asked calmly. Rose didn’t hesitate. She nodded once. “Yes.” Mason straightened a little, while Sam’s attention sharpened. “I want the Kent famil







