LOGINNot long after Rose was done changing her clothes, the family doctor arrived. Derek brought the doctor directly to Alex's room. “What happened?” the older doctor asked quickly, already motioning for the servants to clear the way. “She was drugged,” Alex replied coldly, not moving an inch as he sat
The bathroom was filled with steam, warmth and cold air blending together in a hazy mist that clung to every surface. The bathtub had already been prepared carefully, the water adjusted just enough to soothe Rose’s feverish body while helping stabilize the dangerous effects of the drug still lingeri
The convoy finally arrived at the King Mansion deep into the night. The massive black gates opened immediately the moment Alex’s vehicle approached, allowing the long line of luxury cars to enter without delay. Before the car had even fully stopped, Alex was already opening the back door. Rose wa
The black vehicles cut through the city roads at frightening speed, their headlights slicing sharply through the dark streets one after another. Inside the main car, the atmosphere remained tense and unbearably heavy. Rose sat curled tightly against Alex’s chest in the backseat, her consciousnes
Nancy had just stepped out of the hotel ballroom because she was still worried about Rose and she wanted to be sure Rose was truly safe. However, the strange scene outside made her stop walking entirely. For a moment, she genuinely questioned whether she was hallucinating. Rose was currently cli
Alex had barely stepped out of the elevator when Derek’s phone vibrated again. He knew what the message was about so without another word, he strode toward the hotel entrance with frightening speed while Derek and several guards followed immediately behind him. The revolving doors opened and then
After the car rolled out of the Gray ancestral mansion, Rose finally relaxed into her seat. The heavy atmosphere of the family dining room drifted off her shoulders the farther they drove. She turned her head slightly toward the front. “Brother Luthor, head to the restaurant. The one Sister Nancy
The soft click of Rose’s heels echoed lightly along the marble corridor as she headed downstairs. But just as she got to the main living room, she froze. Standing by one of the tall windows was Pamela, dressed in a simple but elegant cream-colored dress, her posture straight, her expression gentle.
Within minutes, Nancy was seated in her own office, she dialed the number of the CEO of Apex litigation Groups, maintaining a professional composure. The phone clicked, and a crisp, professional voice answered. “This is Gregory Cash, CEO of Apex Litigation Groups. How may I help you?” Nancy i
Finally, Nancy raised her hands in surrender. “Alright. I’ll do it. I’ll see what I can get before noon.” “I don’t want what you can get,” Rose corrected with a smile. “I want the best one. The one with the most influence. The one Ashmore Law depends on the most.” Nancy sighed helplessly. “Okay, o







