LOGINThe day of the annual shareholders' meeting had finally arrived. At Gray Corporation's headquarters, the conference room was being prepared for what many believed would be a routine meeting. The shareholders and directors had gathered to discuss the company's future, but for William Gray, the occa
"Of course." Rose nodded. "Why are you so determined to stop your father from taking control of Gray Corporation?" Rose's expression remained composed at his question. " Why do you want to know?” She asked. Ethan noticed the look on her face but shrugged casually. "William Gray is your fathe
The art gallery was already bustling with guests when Rose arrived the following evening. Soft music filled the elegant hall, where paintings of different styles and sizes adorned the walls. Businessmen, art collectors, and influential figures moved between the displays, admiring the artwork while
By the time Rose arrived at the penthouse suite Alex had arranged for her in one of France’s most prestigious hotels, night had already fallen. After a long flight and an unsuccessful meeting with Ethan, all she wanted was to take a shower and rest. She had barely settled onto the sofa when her pho
Ethan's expression hardened "Excuse me?" Rose had reached the limit of her patience. "You heard me. You're sitting here running a successful company, yet you're acting as though returning to Gray Corporation would ruin your life. You built an empire of your own, so I know you're capable of handling
Rose blinked at his quick response. Ethan reached for the cup of coffee his assistant had left on the desk. "I appreciate you coming all this way to speak with me, but I'm not interested in Gray Corporation." "You haven't even considered it." "I don't need to because I left that company and the
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
On the drive back to Glassrose Mansion, Rose leaned her head against the car window, quietly watching the city lights slide past. Her posture was relaxed, but Luthor caught her reflection in the rearview mirror and knew better—she was exhausted, even if she refused to show it. Rose, meanwhile, was
She allowed herself a quiet moment of satisfaction. In less than an hour, she had taken control of an entire network, neutralized a major competitor’s power, and positioned herself at the center of a game that no one else even realized they were playing “So, what happens next?” Luthor suddenly aske
The pressure piled on Reginald from all sides, his father’s glare, Steve’s smug silence, the partners’ eager suggestions, the committee’s hopeful stares. He had no way out. He had to tell them. Reginald inhaled slowly. “We can't reach out to Apex for assistance.” He said. “What do you mean by th







