ログインBut it was more than enough to make the public believe something had happened. Sophia felt as if the ground beneath her feet had disappeared. "This..." Her lips trembled. "This isn't true." Her friends looked at one another awkwardly. No one knew what to say. The café had already exploded into c
The following morning began like any other. Sunlight spilled across the city skyline while millions of people started their day completely unaware that a storm was about to erupt. At Gray Mansion, breakfast was proceeding peacefully. William sat at the head of the table reading through several bu
Rose rested her chin against her hand as she stared out the window, watching the city lights blur past one after another. The silence wasn't uncomfortable. If anything, she found herself enjoying it. After everything that had happened recently, simply sitting beside Alex somehow felt relaxing. Ev
The next day, the atmosphere inside the private conference room remained unusually quiet. The CEO seated across from Rose had already watched the recordings twice. Yet even after the second viewing, the disbelief on his face had not faded. He slowly removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his
By the time Sophia returned home, the sun had already begun setting. The moment she stepped out of the car, she found herself smiling again. She couldn't help it. Every time she remembered what had happened in the hotel suite, her heart would race uncontrollably. For years, she had admired Henry
After a few minutes of silence, Rose pulled out her phone. Her thumb hovered briefly over Alex's contact before she pressed the call button. The line barely rang once before it connected. "Rose." A faint smile appeared on her lips the moment she heard his voice. It was strange how such a simple gr
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







