تسجيل الدخولThe following afternoon, Rose made an unexpected visit to Nicholas's company, marking the first time she had ever come to see him at his Dynamite Corporation. The receptionist had barely finished informing Nicholas's assistant that a young woman was asking to see him before the message reached his
Rose stopped. She hated that his words were already stirring the questions she had spent the past few days trying to ignore. Her feelings for Alex were enough to make her trust him, and she knew she shouldn't allow the words of a stranger to make her doubt him. Yet she couldn't shake the strange f
Two days later, Rose found herself accompanying Frank to a place she had never heard him mention before. The club stood behind an imposing set of iron gates on the quieter side of the city, far from the crowded streets and ordinary social clubs. It was an exclusive establishment founded decades ag
Over the following days, she remained at King Mansion while she recovered. She worked from her room, attended meetings virtually with Nancy and complained whenever Alex reminded her to rest. Yet during those quiet days, Rose's mind still kept wandering back to the attack that had caused her. Ale
Rose 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
On her way home, Rose found herself unwilling to return straight to the mansion. The atmosphere from the family dinner still lingered around her—heartwarming and fulfilling—but also emotionally heavy. She wanted to unwind, even if just a little. Craving something sweet, she made a last-minute deci
Despite the restaurant’s modest setup—simple looking chairs, mismatched tables, and handwritten menus—Rose sat with effortless grace. There wasn’t a hint of superiority or discomfort in her posture. She welcomed the setting with quiet appreciation, treating everyone around her with the same kindness
Rose smirked. “You’re just realizing that now?” Amelia laughed out loud, and Maya gave her son a pat on the arm, clearly touched by how protective he was. Rose gave one last glance at the table and said, “Everything has been paid for. Order anything you like. It’s all yours tonight.” *Rose, dear
Inside the car, Rose leaned forward and gave Luthor the address. He gave a slight nod and began driving. Amelia, seated beside Rose in the back seat, tilted her head curiously. “Wait… that name sounds familiar. Isn’t that the fancy restaurant in our district?” she asked. Rose nodded. “Yep. That’







