LOGINThe moment Rose stepped into Pegasus Corporation, she felt something was wrong. "Welcome, Boss." Selene immediately rose from her seat behind the secretary's desk the moment she saw Rose approaching. A professional smile appeared on her face as she greeted her respectfully. Rose returned the smil
"What?!" Anne's expression immediately darkened.."How can that blame you for something like that?".Her voice rose several degrees.."You're not responsible for another person's actions!" Rose quickly squeezed Anne's hand.."Grandma, it's alright." She smiled gently. "Grandmother Donna already hand
The next morning. Instead of heading directly to Pegasus Corporation, Rose instructed Eric to head toward Anderson Estate. The black car slowly entered the grand estate. The moment Rose stepped out, the servants immediately greeted her warmly. "Young Miss, Madam and Master have been waiting for y
Luthor turned toward Maya. "Mom?" “Oh you're on a phone call. You should come downstairs to eat." Maya said. “I'll be there. Thanks, mom." Luthor nodded before turning his attention back to the phone. " Rose." He called. Meanwhile, Maya, who was about to leave, immediately paused. “Luthor, is tha
That night, after finishing the last of her work, Rose finally had some free time. The moonlight streamed through the glass windows, casting a soft glow across the room. Sitting comfortably on the balcony outside her bedroom, she picked up her phone and dialed a familiar number. The call connected
Rose sat in the garden reading a book. The afternoon sunlight filtered gently through the trees. Everything felt peaceful. Bang! The garden gate swung open violently. Rose slowly looked up and saw Sophia marching toward her angrily. Her face was red with rage. "You!" Rose blinked. Then calmly pl
Rose could feel Alex’s gaze drilling into the side of her face even though she stared stubbornly out the window. He wasn’t saying anything. He wasn’t smiling. He wasn’t blinking, probably. Just watching her. Waiting for her to talk. Finally, unable to endure it anymore, she slowly turned toward
Ggregory leaned back in his chair, exhausted. He pinched the bridge of his nose before dialing Nancy. It didn’t even ring twice before she picked up. “Ms. Miller?” “Report?” she asked immediately. “Yes.” Gregory sighed. “It didn’t go well. Mr. Ashmore refuses to accept any termination. He claims
The servants moved quickly, taking bags and coats, while the family made their way inside the sprawling mansion. The interior hadn’t changed in decades—gold-trimmed walls, oil portraits of ancestors long gone, and the faint scent of old mahogany. Despite its grandeur, the tension hanging in the air
Alex sat in the back seat of his car as it glided smoothly through the early traffic, pale morning sunlight washing over the city and turning glass towers into golden pillars. A pair of thin-framed glasses rested on his nose—simple, elegant, and unfairly flattering—softening the cold edge of his fe







