LOGINRose folded her arms loosely across her chest and looked at Cassandra as though she genuinely didn't understand what there was to be afraid of. “Should I be?” “Most people are,” Cassandra replied with a small chuckle. Rose simply looked at her for a moment before answering honestly. “I don’t kn
Meanwhile Cassandra Black had heard about Rose long before she actually met her. At first, it had been nothing more than casual gossip from the servants. Rose had become a subject of conversation in Hayden's mansion and surprisingly the Black ancestral mansion mostly because nobody knew much about
After everything that happened at Black PMC, Hayden found himself paying more attention to Rose, although he couldn't quite explain when that shift had happened. But he knew it wasn't because of what she had done in the boardroom rather it was her reaction afterward. Despite becoming the subject
Even John's men lowered their gazes because they knew Alex was right. The rules of the underworld had been established by the one who held its highest authority, and now that Alex was the King of the Underworld, he had the authority to change those rules whenever he deemed it necessary. If Alex wan
The Brown mansion's massive gates were guarded day and night, while armed men were stationed throughout the property. No outsider could enter the grounds without permission from the Brown family. That was the rule. At least, it had been until today. Several black vehicles stopped outside the main
They remained silent, too frightened to speak and too stubborn to give up the information they had been ordered to protect. Alex's expression didn't change. “Continue.” His men immediately stepped forward. The remaining prisoners realized that the interrogation was far from over and that their sile
The Anderson estate was quiet when Rose arrived, its familiar gates opening smoothly as her car pulled in. The moment the maid informed Anne of her arrival, the older woman’s calm composure shattered. “Rose is here?” Anne asked in disbelief, already standing up. She didn’t wait for confirmation.
The next morning, after breakfast, Rose informed Paige that she would be having guests over later in the day. Yesterday, she had invited both Kehlani and Sandra over to come and help her choose a dress for the event this evening Paige’s face lit up instantly. “That’s wonderful, young miss,” she sa
The next afternoon. The moment school ended, Rose stepped into the car, her expression shifting instantly from student to business mode. “Let’s go to Apex Litigation Groups, brother Luthor,” she instructed. Luthor nodded, pulling into traffic without hesitation. The night before, after Nancy
At Ashmore Legal Groups, morning broke like a slap to the face. The partners were gathered in the glass conference room overlooking downtown—an intimidating space ordinarily filled with confident voices, sharp debate, and unshakeable certainty. But today, tension wrapped around them like a constric







