Mag-log inThe 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
A few days had passed since Donna’s announcement. That afternoon, Rose had just finished reviewing some documents in her room when her phone rang. William. She stared at the screen for a second before answering. “Helo, father.” William sounded unusually relaxed on the other end. “Rose, there
After hearing his explanation, Beatrice calmed down for a moment. " But that doesn't change anything. I know you are now seeing your eldest daughter as an asset, William." She finally replied. “No, you're been mistaken, Beatrice. Rose is indeed an asset to me because of the fortune we are going to
Beatrice spent the entire next day in a terrible mood. No matter where she went inside the mansion, Rose’s name followed her like an invisible shadow. While passing through the main hallway earlier that morning, she overheard two servants whispering softly near the staircase. “Young Miss Rose is
Back at the Gray Mansion. The atmosphere inside Beatrice’s private sitting room was suffocatingly tense. The moment the doors closed behind them, Victor violently loosened the tie around his neck before throwing himself onto the sofa with an ugly expression on his face. “This is ridiculous.” His v
Rose stepped out into the west wing corridor, the polished marble floors reflecting the soft glow of the chandeliers above. “Impressive.” The voice came from behind her, smooth, controlled, and laced with something sharp enough to cut which made Rose stop. She didn’t turn immediately. Instead, sh
The next morning after she was done eating, Rose turned to look at Luthor. “I'll be driving myself to school today, Brother Luthor?" She said casually. Luthor frowned slightly. “Are you sure? I can—” “I’m sure,” she cut in gently, a small smile curving her lips. “I’ll just appreciate it if you c
Bradley hissed in frustration because he didn’t want Branson to find out about Bryan’s predicament. However, it was still somewhat favorable since Branson hadn’t discovered the existence of the video footage. “You don’t have to be disappointed, Bradley. I know you tried to keep this from me, but y
The glass doors of the meeting room slid shut behind Alex with a soft hiss. The representatives from the other company were still bowing and exchanging polite farewells when Alex turned and walked away without a backward glance He adjusted the cuff of his sleeve as he walked down the executive cor
“You fucking Byers are all the same—always acting like you own the world,” John scowled, glaring at Bradley with open disdain. “What did you just say?!” Bradley demanded, his face twisting into an ugly frown. “Listen, old man. I’m done listening to your bullshit,” John snapped coldly. “This hote







