เข้าสู่ระบบMeanwhile downstairs, the atmosphere inside the grand ballroom shifted instantly. Luxury vehicles stopped one after another outside the hotel entrance, drawing attention from nearby guests and reporters. Conversations slowly quieted as people turned toward the doors. Then he appeared. Alexander Ki
The moment the suite door clicked shut behind her, Rose’s instincts screamed that something was wrong. Even through the haze clouding her mind, danger wrapped around her like ice. Her breathing turned uneven as she leaned weakly against the wall beside the entrance. The luxurious hotel suite spun
The way Rose subtly gripped the table earlier, the slight instability in her steps now. Nancy’s instincts immediately sharpened as she knew something was not right. Across the ballroom, Beatrice noticed Nancy watching Rose. Her calm expression nearly cracked for a split second. She didn't know why
Meanwhile, Rose’s condition continued worsening. The strange heat spreading through her body became more intense with every passing minute. Her instincts were screaming at her. This was not normal. Her breathing became slightly uneven as another wave of dizziness hit her unexpectedly. Beside her
The next evening arrived quickly. The luxury hotel hosting the event was brilliantly illuminated beneath the city lights. Luxury cars filled the entrance as wealthy guests continued arriving one after another. Inside the grand ballroom, the atmosphere was elegant and lively. Powerful businessm
The room on Henry’s side became quiet. Then Beatrice explained everything slowly. The plan was to drug Rose, take her upstairs to one of the hotel suites, and create compromising evidence either photos and videos. That would be enough to completely destroy her reputation in elite society. The
Alex said nothing at first. His large frame leaned back into the seat, one hand resting lazily on the table, but his presence alone was enough to keep people looking over curiously, cautiously, as if daring to be too obvious might invite trouble. Rose rested her chin on her hand, studying him with
Upstairs, Rose walked into the master suite—and paused. The room was vast yet soothing, filled with calm tones of deep gray, muted blues, and soft cream. No garish brightness, no harsh light—only a serene elegance that mirrored her own personality. To the left, tall glass doors led into a walk-i
“Of course, Young Miss,” Paige said firmly. “I’ll make sure everything runs smoothly.” “Will that be all you want to inform me about, Young Miss?” Paige asked. “Yes, thank you,” Rose said with a gentle nod. “You can retire for the night after you’re done, Auntie.” Paige bowed slightly before l
“I wonder who she saw to make her leave me here,” Rose thought, choosing to ignore Sophia and turning her attention back to the cashier. Meanwhile, without thinking, Sophia rushed forward toward him, her heels clattering against the marble floor. “Mr. King!” she called out, her voice pitched with f







