Mag-log inSix hours earlier, shortly after Rose's car had gone over the cliff and disappeared into the water, a large ship was making its way away from the coast of Los Angeles. Hayden stood on the upper deck, one hand resting casually against the railing as he looked out over the ocean. He had traveled all
At the Gray Ancestral Mansion, Donna sat in her office, going through several documents when David walked in. "Madam." Donna looked up. David approached her desk and placed a tablet in front of her. "There is a press conference being held at Gray Corporation." Donna frowned slightly. "What is it
Alex's eyes remained fixed on the screen. His breathing had become slower. "Where is the truck driver?" He asked coldly. His entire demeanor suddenly became terrifying. Nicholas glanced at his friend before he replied. "At the police station. He was captured after the accident and is being question
Six hours after the accident, Alex finally arrived in Los Angeles. The moment he stepped off the private plane with Benjamin and Derek, his attention went straight to Derek. "Any updates?" Derek shook his head. "Nothing yet, Boss. The divers have searched the area repeatedly, but they still haven'
"Where is she?" His voice was dangerously quiet. Derek swallowed. "The divers are still searching, Boss." Alex's gaze remained fixed on the tablet. "How long ago?" "About an hour." Derek replied immediately. Alex's jaw tightened. An hour? They had already spent an hour searching for her. He imm
Ab hour later, the road surrounding the crash site was filled with police vehicles. The officers moved around the scene while speaking urgently into their radios while emergency personnel worked near the water. The wrecked remains of Rose's car had already been located but Rose was nowhere to be fo
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
Thirty minutes later, Luthor drove into the Gray family ancestral mansion. The towering iron gates opened with deliberate slowness, revealing a long, cobblestone driveway that gleamed faintly under the golden dusk. The air held the faint fragrance of wet earth and manicured roses. At first, the gua
After Rose returned to her seat, It was Raymond who finally spoke up again. He turned to his mother abruptly, trying to sound casual, but failing miserably. “Mother… How long are you planning to stay before going back?” He expected a predictable answer — two days, maybe three. Anytime their mother







