MasukThen Derek’s phone buzzed. Normally, he would ignore interruptions during meetings. But after glancing at the screen, his expression changed slightly. Alex noticed immediately. “What.” Derek leaned down slightly before speaking quietly. “Miss Rose is downstairs.” The executive room froze instantl
The next morning, Rose woke up still feeling mortified. The moment she opened her eyes, the memory of yesterday’s confrontation immediately resurfaced in full clarity. The office and worst of all, the memories she recovered afterward. Rose instantly buried her face under the blanket in humiliatio
“Alex.” The sound of her voice made Derek turn to look at her instantly. Alex also paused slightly, his expression remained perfectly calm. “Feeling better?” he asked casually. Rose crossed her arms. “I was feeling better until you started avoiding me.” Derek instantly looked like he wanted to
Two days passed quietly inside the King Mansion. On the surface, everything seemed peaceful again. Rose’s condition had improved completely after the incident at the hotel, and under Robert’s attentive care, she had recovered far faster than expected. The mansion no longer felt as cold or unfamilia
Alex had spent years maintaining absolute control over himself, his emotions, and the people around him. Very little affected him personally anymore. Yet somehow, this girl had entered his life and disrupted that balance completely in only a short amount of time. Outwardly, however, his expression
Night had already settled deeply over the King Mansion. The massive estate remained quiet and dimly lit while most of the servants had already retired for the evening. Only a few lights remained on across the mansion halls, creating a calm atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the chaos that had
Back inside Mr. Grant’s office, the tension still lingered like smoke after a storm. Though Jerry had left moments ago, the air hadn’t cleared; if anything, it felt heavier. Mr. Grant sat behind his desk, fingers steepled as he tried to maintain his professional calm. Across from him sat Rose, her e
The afternoon sun was beginning to dip, painting the road in a faint golden hue as Rose steered her car toward Simon’s school. The drive wasn’t long, but her thoughts were far ahead of her. Initially, she had planned to visit Luthor, but something kept tugging at her mind — Simon. Ever since their
Silence pressed between Rose and Luthor like a physical weight after her response. The polished steel walls reflected their faces — Luthor’s calm but watchful, and Rose’s unreadable, her jaw tight and eyes still shadowed with irritation. Luthor had been tempted to speak more than once, sensing the
Although as a blood member of the Ashmore family, Evelyn holds no real status in the firm. She works as a regular lawyer with no acknowledgment of her lineage, and most employees remain unaware that she is part of the family at all. Her quiet competence is buried beneath the family’s politics and fa







