Mag-log inAfter a while the meeting eventually came to an end, but the tension it created did not dissolve. It simply changed form. Instead of a single controlled room, the energy scattered across the mansion. Conversations broke into smaller circles, voices lowered but no less intense. In one corner of t
The meeting didn’t end after the announcement. It carried on, but the atmosphere had shifted in a way no one could ignore. On the surface, everything remained composed. People adjusted themselves, sat up straighter, and slipped back into their seats as if nothing had happened. Polite words like “c
A few days later after the kidnapping incident, everything went back to normal. Rose was eventually discharged from the hospital two days later and she returned back to her normal routine and her familiar space where Rose was peacefully happy. It was in the middle of this fragile calm that Donna m
After leaving the police station, Alissa decided to go home to change her clothes. When she got home, the house felt too quiet. Alissa stepped inside slowly, her eyes taking in the familiar space that no longer felt the same. Rose walked beside her but stayed a step back, giving her room. Her fat
That afternoon, Edward came by to check on Alissa. She was sitting up in bed when he walked in, looking calmer than before, though the weight of everything still lingered in her eyes. Rose was nearby, quietly scrolling through her phone, but she glanced up the moment Edward entered. Edward didn’t
Outside the hospital, Nicholas stood with his hands in his pockets, watching Alex closely while Edward stepped forward first, far less restrained. “So who did it?” Alex didn’t hesitate. “The mastermind is Alissa’s stepmother.” The answer came clean and certain, leaving no room for doubt. Nicholas
The next morning, Rose arrived at school as usual, her expression calm and unreadable as she stepped out of the car. The campus ground buzzed with the familiar noise of students chatting, laughing, and rushing to their classes, but something about the atmosphere felt slightly tense—as if an undercur
Rose never actually went anywhere near the restroom. The excuse had only been a convenient way to slip out of the circle of men without drawing attention. Lingering around them any longer would have been pointless, she had already achieved what she came for. Listening to extended discussions about
Not wanting the atmosphere to grow any more tense, Chris quickly steered the conversation in a different direction. “I heard Benjamin will be back in L.A. in two weeks,” he said casually. Edward scoffed immediately. “Took him long enough. For a moment, I thought he’d end up marrying his laboratory
The restaurant was alive the way it always was during peak hours—soft classical music floating through the air, crystal chandeliers glowing warmly above polished marble floors, and the low hum of refined conversations blending with the clink of cutlery. It was a place of reputation, built from Maya’







