FAZER LOGINBefore he could respond, the office door opened. Beatrice walked in hurriedly. The moment she saw him, she asked anxiously, "How was it? Did you find out anything?" William looked up at her. For some reason, seeing Beatrice's anxious face stressed him more. He suddenly remembered the investigati
Rose looked down at the caller ID. William. A playful smile slowly appeared on her lips. "Interesting." Emma immediately understood. "He must be suspicious." "Of course he is." Rose calmly picked up her teacup and took a sip. Then she answered the call. "Father." Her voice was soft and s
Before the day even ended, the scandal exploded. What started as a single article quickly spread across every major social media platform and entertainment news outlet. Videos discussing the incident appeared one after another. Photos of Henry and Sophia inside the hotel circulated endlessly.
Sophia blinked, there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes before she slowly recounted the entire incident. "Rose was the one who called and invited me.” She said, Beatrice's eyes widened slightly in shock but she didn't interrupt Sophia and let her continue speaking. Sophia took a deep breat
King Corp Alex stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows in his office, his hands tucked casually into his pockets as he gazed at the sprawling city below. The afternoon sun streamed through the glass, but it did little to soften the cold aura surrounding him. Knock. Knock. "Come in." Dere
At the Gray Mansion. The weather was pleasant. The afternoon sun shone warmly over the garden while a gentle breeze carried the fragrance of blooming flowers. Beatrice sat leisurely in her usual spot, sipping tea as she admired the scenery. Everything was peaceful until she was interrupted. "Mada
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch,
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern, stylish building with neon accents and a sleek black-and-gold sign that read The Luxe Lounge. It had a mix of a high-end arcade, a private club, and a casual dining area—clearly designed for the elite high school crowd looking for entertainment.
After finishing their meal at the restaurant, Rose had assumed that the incident with Margaret would prompt Karen to cut their day short. But she quickly realized how wrong she was. Despite Rose’s gentle protests and tired attempts at persuasion, Karen was unrelenting—dragging her from one boutique
Morning light streamed through the large windows of Rose’s room as Paige moved around with an air of practiced efficiency, carefully folding the last of Rose’s clothes. Although her expression remained neutral, there was a barely concealed sense of relief in her movements—relief that Rose was finall







