MasukRose understood his concern. She wasn't asking him to ignore the risk. She simply believed Amelia deserved the opportunity. “I understand,” she said calmly. “But if she makes a mistake, I'll take full responsibility.” Chris raised an eyebrow. “That doesn't change the fact that the mistake would sti
To her surprise, Chris was already waiting outside. The moment he saw Rose getting out of the car, he walked toward her. “I heard about your injury,” he said, his gaze briefly falling to her injured knee. “Let me help you.” “You didn't have to come down yourself, brother Chris.” Rose said with a s
The following morning, Anne and Karen visited Rose at the hospital. The previous day, Rose had called to let them know that she wouldn't be able to visit Anderson Estate as she had promised Anne a few days earlier. When they heard that she had ended up in the hospital instead, the two women decided
At the hospital, the examination revealed that Rose had fractured her knee. The doctor explained that she would need to avoid putting unnecessary pressure on it for several weeks and would have to use crutches or a wheelchair when necessary. Rose wasn't particularly pleased about that. "I can stil
The car came to an abrupt stop. Emma froze. For a moment, she simply stared through the windshield, her breathing becoming heavier as she looked at the vehicles surrounding them. “What...” Her voice trembled slightly. “What is happening?” Rose looked toward her. “Emma?” “I don't know.” Emma glan
Not long after her visit and the strange incident at King Mansion, Rose's suspicion about Alex's unusual world remained somewhere in the back of her mind, although she had not allowed herself to dwell on it too much. There were still too many reasonable explanations for everything she had witnessed
Suddenly, he launched into a full lecture—scolding her about being careful, warning her to avoid trouble, telling her not to involve herself in things she couldn’t handle, and stressing that she needed to think before acting. Rose just stared at him, eyes wide. Alexander King. Cold, silent, em
Slowly, Donna turned to William — the eldest, the heir, the one who bore the heaviest burden. Her eyes were icy. “William.” He swallowed. “Yes, Mother.” “How,” she asked quietly, “have you been running the family company?” William’s heart dropped. Donna’s words were soft, but they struck like l
When they left the hotel, Evelyn insisted they not bother driving her home. She hailed a cab, gave Luthor and Rose one last polite nod, and disappeared into traffic. Inside the car, the familiar quiet settled again, the hum of the engine filling the space between them. Luthor drove for a while befo
Rose was already halfway to the staircase, eager to retreat to her room and put the day behind her, when a sharp voice called out from the living room. “Rose.” She paused mid-step. Only then did she notice William seated stiffly on one of the couches, his expression dark and anxious. He must h







