Mag-log inNight had already settled deeply over the King Mansion. The massive estate remained quiet and dimly lit while most of the servants had already retired for the evening. Only a few lights remained on across the mansion halls, creating a calm atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the chaos that had
Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside King Corporation that morning was noticeably worse than usual. Employees moved carefully throughout the executive floor, barely daring to breathe too loudly whenever Alex passed by. Even senior managers who normally handled pressure well found themselves unusually n
After making the calls to reassure everyone, she found herself with nothing urgent to do for the first time in a while. Without Emma hovering nearby with schedules, without meetings, family politics, or company documents demanding her attention, Rose suddenly felt oddly unoccupied. At first, she st
The soft knock on the bedroom door came not long after Alex left. Rose had only just finished sitting quietly on the edge of the enormous bed when several maids entered the room respectfully. “Good morning, Madam,” one of them greeted gently. Rose blinked slightly at the synchronized greeting bef
The room gradually settled back into silence after Rose’s embarrassing outburst. Morning sunlight continued pouring softly through the curtains while the faint scent of fresh linen and medicine lingered quietly in the air. Rose sat against the bed, still trying to recover from the emotional damage
Morning sunlight filtered softly through the curtains of the large bedroom, casting a warm glow across the quiet space. Rose stirred faintly beneath the blanket, her brows furrowing slightly as consciousness slowly returned to her. For several long seconds, her mind felt completely blank. Her bod
After the car rolled out of the Gray ancestral mansion, Rose finally relaxed into her seat. The heavy atmosphere of the family dining room drifted off her shoulders the farther they drove. She turned her head slightly toward the front. “Brother Luthor, head to the restaurant. The one Sister Nancy
The soft click of Rose’s heels echoed lightly along the marble corridor as she headed downstairs. But just as she got to the main living room, she froze. Standing by one of the tall windows was Pamela, dressed in a simple but elegant cream-colored dress, her posture straight, her expression gentle.
Within minutes, Nancy was seated in her own office, she dialed the number of the CEO of Apex litigation Groups, maintaining a professional composure. The phone clicked, and a crisp, professional voice answered. “This is Gregory Cash, CEO of Apex Litigation Groups. How may I help you?” Nancy i
Finally, Nancy raised her hands in surrender. “Alright. I’ll do it. I’ll see what I can get before noon.” “I don’t want what you can get,” Rose corrected with a smile. “I want the best one. The one with the most influence. The one Ashmore Law depends on the most.” Nancy sighed helplessly. “Okay, o







