LOGINOn the opposite side of the ballroom, William's expression stiffened almost imperceptibly. Although he and Beatrice had already known that the Anderson family was aware of Rose, neither of them had expected such a public declaration. Beatrice unconsciously tightened her grip around the designer
The whispers throughout the magnificent ballroom continued growing louder with every passing second. What had begun as quiet murmurs exchanged between only a handful of curious guests quickly spread across the entire banquet hall like ripples through still water. The atmosphere, which had been liv
A tall middle aged man stepped inside,.dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit that accentuated his confident bearing. The newcomer carried himself with effortless confidence, an easygoing smile, and the relaxed charm of someone who could make conversation with anyone. As soon as he reached the
The moment Frank and Anne saw her approaching from the distance, both of their faces immediately lit up with unmistakable joy. "There she is," Anne said happily, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. Without waiting for Rose to walk all the way to them, Anne stepped forward with surprising
The following day was none other than the day of the banquet. Beatrice sat elegantly before her dressing mirror while an experienced stylist carefully adjusted the final details of her makeup and hairstyle. A satisfied smile rested comfortably on her lips as she admired her flawless reflection.
Rose folded her hands together on her lap before speaking. "If we arrive together, there'll be rumors. The banquet will be attended by politicians, business leaders, and influential families." She smiled apologetically. "I don't want everyone talking about us before we're ready." She paused briefly
I don’t understand why you would willingly go through so much trouble just to get my phone number?” Luthor asked curiously, though confusion was evident in his tone as he tried to figure out John’s motive. “You’re hurting my feelings. Perhaps you were hoping to get rid of me easily,” John replied,
Rose drove them straight to the Gray Mansion. At dinner, Beatrice played her role flawlessly—smiling, serving food, asking about everyone’s day. Rose matched her performance with equal grace, answering politely and eating quietly. Sophia’s voice didn’t stop the entire time as the maids set the d
Luthor’s gaze darkened slightly when he heard her. One of the many people who had turned their backs on him. In the past, when his family had fallen overnight, Luthor had reached out to people he trusted and called his friends. People he had laughed with, studied with, rendered help to. However
The silence in the car grew taut. “She laughed along with them,” Luthor said, each word measured. “When they joked about my fall. When they asked if I needed help paying for drinks.” Rose’s nails dug into her palm. “And then,” he said quietly, “she stood up. Raised her glass. And announced tha







