Mag-log inMore importantly, she now understood that the accident wasn't an isolated incident. It was connected to something much bigger. Rose turned back towards Vincent, her expression becoming serious. Alex glanced towards the men stationed near the door. “Take care of him.” One of them immediately st
Vincent clenched his jaw in anger but offered no response. This time, Alex nodded calmly.. “There's something I've found particularly amusing about this entire situation. You've refused to cooperate from the moment you were brought here, apparently convinced that keeping your mouth shut would prot
Rose slowly turned towards him."What?" She looked at Alex in disbelief. "Did you just say he's Victor and Sophia's biological father?" Alex didn't look away from Vincent. "Yes." Rose's gaze sharply returned to the restrained man. The revelation was almost impossible to process. Victor and Sop
However, Vincent remained silent and looked away. Rose's patience began to wear thin at his silence. "Vincent!" He finally turned towards her. "I said I have nothing more to say. What part of that don't you understand?" Rose's expression became cold. She had come here expecting answers, but t
For several seconds, he simply stared at her before a mocking laugh escaped his throat. "Well, well..." Rose stopped a few steps away. Vincent looked her over before shaking his head. "Would you look at that? The thorn that refuses to disappear." Rose narrowed her eyes. "Do I know you?" Vincent
The following afternoon, Alex drove along a secluded road on the outskirts of Los Angeles. Rose sat in the passenger seat, occasionally glancing through the window as the vehicle moved farther away from the busy parts of the city. Unlike their usual destinations, this particular location was nowher
Meanwhile, Special class 1 Billie slid into her seat across from Victoria, a smug look on her face. “They took the bait,” she said in a low voice. “The juniors I picked? They are dumb as rocks, it was easy to feed them the lines, and they’ve been whispering all morning. Your little plan’s already
Their waiter arrived shortly after, handing them both leather-bound menus. They placed their orders — grilled salmon for Mr. Reyes and a plate of lemon herb chicken with roasted vegetables for Rose — along with two glasses of sparkling water. With the formalities out of the way, their conversation
Later That Day – School Library, Quiet Section. The library was quiet, filled only with the faint hum of the air conditioner and the gentle rustle of pages. Most students were at lunch, but Rose remained seated at the far end near the tall arched window, surrounded by opened books and notes. She
The next day. It was still early in the school day, just before the second bell. The halls buzzed faintly with the murmur of students heading to first period, but Victoria wasn't in class. She excused herself with the calm assurance of someone used to moving unnoticed—just a quiet nod and a vague







