Mag-log inAt the Gray Mansion. The weather was pleasant. The afternoon sun shone warmly over the garden while a gentle breeze carried the fragrance of blooming flowers. Beatrice sat leisurely in her usual spot, sipping tea as she admired the scenery. Everything was peaceful until she was interrupted. "Mada
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
The morning sun filtered softly through the curtains of Rose’s bedroom, painting her sheets in warm gold. She rose with a stretch, letting the early light wash over her before beginning her routine. After dressing in her uniform and pulling her hair into a loose yet tidy ponytail, Rose grabbed her
“Well,” Rose replied with a small laugh, “it’s not like I handed them keys in a bow.” “Still,” Nancy teased, “the house is already prepped. You don’t need to stress about that one. You did well choosing the location too—it fits them.” “Anyway, your own house is fully ready. You can swing by tomo
It didn’t take Rose long to find them. There were three of them—two girls and a boy—sophomores by uniform badge. She recognized their faces easily now. They had been whispering in the hallway that morning. And one of them—the taller girl with braids—had been especially loud by the lockers, throwing
She took a slow bite, before turning to look at him and then asked, “Don’t you have better things to do than bother me?” “I was running diagnostics,” he replied flatly. “Thought I’d take a break.” Rose’s fork paused. Her eyes flicked to his hoodie, to the small flash drive peeking from the insid







