ANMELDENVincent leaned back again, completely unconcerned. " Beatrice, you know how dangerous it would be if the Anderson family or the Gray Matriarch finds out about this. So we have to act fast because I'm sure she is also onto something as we speak which is precisely why she shouldn't be around long enou
"You don't understand." "I understand perfectly." Vincent remained completely calm and composed. "Rose isn't just some ordinary girl anymore. I always thought I had that girl under my control, but she managed to slip away, and now she's connected to the Anderson family. She is also..." "She's
The following afternoon, Beatrice arrived at the meeting place alone. She had deliberately chosen somewhere far from the main wealthy districts so that she wouldn't encounter anyone she knew, because the last thing she needed was for someone from her social circle to recognize her speaking to a man
But 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
Once they’d settled, Elliot adjusted his tie and leaned slightly forward. “So, Miss Walker, how can I assist you today? I assume it’s a legal matter?” Rose nodded. “Yes. We’d like to know if it’s possible to reopen a case that was concluded about a few months ago.”Although she already knew it was
The morning sunlight spilled gently through the glass walls of the Manor, scattering soft reflections over the polished marble floors. Rose sat on the edge of her bed, towel wrapped around her head as she stared at her ringing phone. The name flashing across the screen made her sigh — William Gray.
She didn’t waste time browsing aimlessly. Rose had a specific goal in mind. With the help of the attendant, she chose a chic but subtle outfit — something elegant enough to draw respect, but plain enough not to draw unnecessary attention. She added a few accessories, heels, and then paused when some
However, this made the supervisor wonder why Nancy wanted to resign at such a crucial time, wasting the golden opportunity before her. If Nancy made a report about obtaining a highly reputable client such as Rose for the bank’s annual manager summit just as she had planned, she would certainly be re







