Se connecterAfter hearing his explanation, Beatrice calmed down for a moment. " But that doesn't change anything. I know you are now seeing your eldest daughter as an asset, William." She finally replied. “No, you're been mistaken, Beatrice. Rose is indeed an asset to me because of the fortune we are going to
Beatrice spent the entire next day in a terrible mood. No matter where she went inside the mansion, Rose’s name followed her like an invisible shadow. While passing through the main hallway earlier that morning, she overheard two servants whispering softly near the staircase. “Young Miss Rose is
Back at the Gray Mansion. The atmosphere inside Beatrice’s private sitting room was suffocatingly tense. The moment the doors closed behind them, Victor violently loosened the tie around his neck before throwing himself onto the sofa with an ugly expression on his face. “This is ridiculous.” His v
Rose stepped out into the west wing corridor, the polished marble floors reflecting the soft glow of the chandeliers above. “Impressive.” The voice came from behind her, smooth, controlled, and laced with something sharp enough to cut which made Rose stop. She didn’t turn immediately. Instead, sh
After a while the meeting eventually came to an end, but the tension it created did not dissolve. It simply changed form. Instead of a single controlled room, the energy scattered across the mansion. Conversations broke into smaller circles, voices lowered but no less intense. In one corner of t
The meeting didn’t end after the announcement. It carried on, but the atmosphere had shifted in a way no one could ignore. On the surface, everything remained composed. People adjusted themselves, sat up straighter, and slipped back into their seats as if nothing had happened. Polite words like “c
The glass doors of the meeting room slid shut behind Alex with a soft hiss. The representatives from the other company were still bowing and exchanging polite farewells when Alex turned and walked away without a backward glance He adjusted the cuff of his sleeve as he walked down the executive cor
“You fucking Byers are all the same—always acting like you own the world,” John scowled, glaring at Bradley with open disdain. “What did you just say?!” Bradley demanded, his face twisting into an ugly frown. “Listen, old man. I’m done listening to your bullshit,” John snapped coldly. “This hote
Noticing that the hotel director had fallen into deep contemplation, Luthor waited patiently for him to reach a decision. He knew the man would speak only when he felt ready. Frankly, it didn’t matter to Luthor what choice the hotel director made. Whatever decision he reached held no real signific
After dropping Rose off at home, Luthor went home directly to pick Maya up to go to the hospital. Earlier he had called his mother to let her know that Amelia is safe so that she wouldn't be worried. As soon as they arrived home, Luthor headed straight to the shower to rinse off the grime and blood







