Mag-log inBut now, Rose had obtained information that could lead directly back to her. And worse, she had someone helping her. "How much did that brat knows?" Beatrice asked. "I don't know." Sophia shook her head. "I didn't have time to read everything. I only took pictures of the screens." Beatrice's expr
Rose watched her disappear into the distance. A faint crease appeared between her brows. "...Strange." Somehow, Sophia's behavior felt forced. As if she had been startled by something. Rose remained standing in the hallway for another moment, before finally opening her bedroom door and the room gr
Rose followed the maid downstairs in silence, her thoughts still occupied by the unexpected request from William. Neither of them noticed another pair of eyes watching from the second-floor corridor. The moment Rose disappeared downstairs, the corners of Sophia's lips slowly lifted into a faint smi
By the time the pain in her head had gradually subsided, the sky outside had already darkened. Rose remained seated inside her car for several more minutes to regain control of her emotions. Her eyes were still red from crying, but her breathing had finally steadied. She reached into the passenger
The drive back to Pegasus Corporation should have taken less than an hour, however, Rose had mistakenly taken a different route. She held the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles gradually turned pale as Nicholas's words echoed over and over inside her mind. Her mother was poisoned. Never,
The following afternoon, Rose had barely finished reviewing the first batch of files in her office when the phone resting on her desk suddenly vibrated. She casually glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Nicholas. A faint smile immediately appeared on her lips before she reached for the phone an
That same evening, Alex was in the middle of reviewing documents when his phone vibrated on the desk. One glance at the caller ID made his expression harden—it was the head of the private security team. “Speak,” Alex said coolly as he answered. “Sir,” the bodyguard reported, his tone professional
I don’t understand why you would willingly go through so much trouble just to get my phone number?” Luthor asked curiously, though confusion was evident in his tone as he tried to figure out John’s motive. “You’re hurting my feelings. Perhaps you were hoping to get rid of me easily,” John replied,
Rose drove them straight to the Gray Mansion. At dinner, Beatrice played her role flawlessly—smiling, serving food, asking about everyone’s day. Rose matched her performance with equal grace, answering politely and eating quietly. Sophia’s voice didn’t stop the entire time as the maids set the d
Luthor’s gaze darkened slightly when he heard her. One of the many people who had turned their backs on him. In the past, when his family had fallen overnight, Luthor had reached out to people he trusted and called his friends. People he had laughed with, studied with, rendered help to. However







