Mag-log inBut now, Rose had obtained information that could lead directly back to her. And worse, she had someone helping her. "How much did that brat knows?" Beatrice asked. "I don't know." Sophia shook her head. "I didn't have time to read everything. I only took pictures of the screens." Beatrice's expr
Rose watched her disappear into the distance. A faint crease appeared between her brows. "...Strange." Somehow, Sophia's behavior felt forced. As if she had been startled by something. Rose remained standing in the hallway for another moment, before finally opening her bedroom door and the room gr
Rose followed the maid downstairs in silence, her thoughts still occupied by the unexpected request from William. Neither of them noticed another pair of eyes watching from the second-floor corridor. The moment Rose disappeared downstairs, the corners of Sophia's lips slowly lifted into a faint smi
By the time the pain in her head had gradually subsided, the sky outside had already darkened. Rose remained seated inside her car for several more minutes to regain control of her emotions. Her eyes were still red from crying, but her breathing had finally steadied. She reached into the passenger
The drive back to Pegasus Corporation should have taken less than an hour, however, Rose had mistakenly taken a different route. She held the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles gradually turned pale as Nicholas's words echoed over and over inside her mind. Her mother was poisoned. Never,
The following afternoon, Rose had barely finished reviewing the first batch of files in her office when the phone resting on her desk suddenly vibrated. She casually glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Nicholas. A faint smile immediately appeared on her lips before she reached for the phone an
Instantly, the temperature in the room dropped. The casual calm that had filled the office moments ago vanished. It wasn’t dramatic—no sudden movement, no visible outburst. But Derek felt it instantly, the chilling pressure that made his spine stiffen instinctively. It was like walking into a refr
The Byers Mansion The shrill ringing of a telephone echoed relentlessly through the study, urging the man in a gray suit to pick it up. “Hello, who is this?” he asked in an indifferent tone. “Good evening, sir. I’m a nurse calling from St. Aurelius Medical Center. Is this the Byers residence?”
The next day arrived quietly. Rose stepped out of the car just as the afternoon sun dipped lower in the sky, painting the gates of the mansion in soft gold. School had been uneventful, a series of lectures, notes, hushed conversations of the sudden National exam new—but her mind had been elsewhere
The next morning after she was done eating, Rose turned to look at Luthor. “I'll be driving myself to school today, Brother Luthor?" She said casually. Luthor frowned slightly. “Are you sure? I can—” “I’m sure,” she cut in gently, a small smile curving her lips. “I’ll just appreciate it if you c







