Mag-log inBy the time Sophia returned home, the sun had already begun setting. The moment she stepped out of the car, she found herself smiling again. She couldn't help it. Every time she remembered what had happened in the hotel suite, her heart would race uncontrollably. For years, she had admired Henry
After a few minutes of silence, Rose pulled out her phone. Her thumb hovered briefly over Alex's contact before she pressed the call button. The line barely rang once before it connected. "Rose." A faint smile appeared on her lips the moment she heard his voice. It was strange how such a simple gr
The atmosphere shifted and the distance between them seemed to disappear little by little. Sophia lowered her eyes, her heart beating faster than she wanted to admit. For the first time, the feelings she had hidden for so long no longer felt one-sided. Outside the suite, the hallway remained silen
Meanwhile, outside the suite where Rose and Emma were standing, Rose felt her phone vibrate inside her purse. She pulled it out and glanced at the screen. A message from Sophia had just arrived. Gremlin: Sister, I'm almost at the hotel suite. Are you there? Rose frowned slightly. She had compl
Her voice returned to its usual calmness. “Then I suppose that's a fair reason.” Only then did the subtle tension around Henry ease slightly. "Reading." She finally answered. "What else?" Henry asked with a smile. "Studying." Henry blinked. "And after that?" Rose tilted her head. "More reading
The meeting was scheduled for early afternoon. A private floor inside one of John's luxury hotels had been reserved exclusively for the occasion. Everything had been arranged carefully. Rose arrived first. She stepped out of the elevator dressed simply yet elegantly, immediately attracting attent
Meanwhile, at the Gray corporation. The atmosphere inside the Gray Corporation offices was suffocating. William sat behind his massive mahogany desk, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened, eyes fixed on the endless stack of files before him. His pen scratched across paper after paper, the sound sharp in
At the mention of her mother, Rose’s eyes went cold. Her grip around the cup tightened until knuckles blanched; she forced herself not to fling it at him. Her gaze never left Victor, and for a heartbeat her thoughts ran dark and precise — a dozen ruthless ways to make him pay. If looks could kill, V
Rose stood silently, her arms relaxed at her sides, watching with a detached calm as her stepsister floundered. She didn’t lift a finger to defend herself, nor did she try to stop Sophia from talking. Why should she? Sophia was digging her own grave. Sophia’s words grew more desperate, her voice s
"So you're saying that I'm the first buyer of that mansion in thirty years?" Rose mumbled in astonishment, staring blankly at Nancy. Honestly, she knew Nancy told her that she is the first buyer but she actually thought she was the first buyer in ten years she didn't expect it would have been thirty







