LOGINAlex had barely stepped out of the elevator when Derek’s phone vibrated again. He knew what the message was about so without another word, he strode toward the hotel entrance with frightening speed while Derek and several guards followed immediately behind him. The revolving doors opened and then
Whilst Alex was busy interrogating Henry, the luxurious atmosphere inside the ballroom had completely collapsed. The soft music still played faintly in the background, but nobody paid attention to it anymore. Conversations had stopped almost entirely as countless guests turned toward the commotion
The moment Rose disappeared into the elevator, the last restraint in Alex’s expression vanished completely and his expression darkened immediately. Several photographers and paparazzi members were suspiciously gathered near the hallway corners. Some pretended to casually stand beside decorative pil
Meanwhile downstairs, the atmosphere inside the grand ballroom shifted instantly. Luxury vehicles stopped one after another outside the hotel entrance, drawing attention from nearby guests and reporters. Conversations slowly quieted as people turned toward the doors. Then he appeared. Alexander Ki
The moment the suite door clicked shut behind her, Rose’s instincts screamed that something was wrong. Even through the haze clouding her mind, danger wrapped around her like ice. Her breathing turned uneven as she leaned weakly against the wall beside the entrance. The luxurious hotel suite spun
The way Rose subtly gripped the table earlier, the slight instability in her steps now. Nancy’s instincts immediately sharpened as she knew something was not right. Across the ballroom, Beatrice noticed Nancy watching Rose. Her calm expression nearly cracked for a split second. She didn't know why
Alex sat in the back seat of his car as it glided smoothly through the early traffic, pale morning sunlight washing over the city and turning glass towers into golden pillars. A pair of thin-framed glasses rested on his nose—simple, elegant, and unfairly flattering—softening the cold edge of his fe
Thirty minutes later, Luthor drove into the Gray family ancestral mansion. The towering iron gates opened with deliberate slowness, revealing a long, cobblestone driveway that gleamed faintly under the golden dusk. The air held the faint fragrance of wet earth and manicured roses. At first, the gua
After Rose returned to her seat, It was Raymond who finally spoke up again. He turned to his mother abruptly, trying to sound casual, but failing miserably. “Mother… How long are you planning to stay before going back?” He expected a predictable answer — two days, maybe three. Anytime their mother
Back at the restaurant, Rose had already sent a short message to Luthor, telling him to drive back to the restaurant and pick her up. She and Nancy had already ordered their food. Rose knew Luthor well—he would still take a little while before getting there, so she was sure they would finish eating







