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 sharp ring of the school bell echoed across the campus, signaling the end of the day. Students poured out in clusters, voices overlapping in excitement, complaints, and exhaustion. Amid the crowd, Rose walked out at an unhurried pace, Sandra and Kehlani flanking her on either side. “That exam
The next day after her national exam, Rose left school without lingering. Luthor hadn’t been able to drive her that morning—he had matters to attend to at his mother’s restaurant—so Rose had taken the wheel herself. The drive home was smooth, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the r
But the moment she and Luthor turned to leave, Branson’s guards blocked the exit. Rose’s eyes sharpened instantly. Luthor glanced at Branson. “Really?” he asked in disbelief. Branson’s expression darkened. “I don’t handle rejection well. It irritates me. If I can’t obtain what I want… I’d rath
Dr. Noah was bewildered to see both Beatrice and Victor beaten, but he dared not utter a word. It was the older daughter who got beaten just a couple of weeks ago, and now it was their turn? What is wrong with this family? He could tell that there is definitely something wrong with this family bu







