“Of course, Young Miss,” Paige said firmly. “I’ll make sure everything runs smoothly.” “Will that be all you want to inform me about, Young Miss?” Paige asked. “Yes, thank you,” Rose said with a gentle nod. “You can retire for the night after you’re done, Auntie.” Paige bowed slightly before l
The drive home was peaceful, the soft hum of the engine filling the car as Rose leaned back in her seat, one hand on the steering wheel. The city lights passed by in streaks, fading into the quiet stretch of the road that led toward her mansion. Dinner with Nancy had been unexpectedly refreshing,
“Clara?” Rose repeated, puzzled. “Yes — my personal secretary,” Nancy confirmed, her tone brimming with pride. Again, Rose was taken by surprise because this wasn't the answer she was expecting from Nancy. She trusted Nancy's capabilities because she had seen them in action first-hand but she do
Rose hadn’t given the matter much thought yet — her mind was already overwhelmed with countless other responsibilities demanding her attention. Even if she had considered it, she knew the truth: she couldn’t possibly handle the issue alone. She understood very little about managing an investment com
On the other hand, Rose hadn't taken the matter to consideration yet because of the too many tasks he was currently focused on. But, even if she had thought about it, there's no way she would be capable of handling the issues all by herself because she knew very little about running an investment co
"So you're saying that I'm the first buyer of that mansion in thirty years?" Rose mumbled in astonishment, staring blankly at Nancy. Honestly, she knew Nancy told her that she is the first buyer but she actually thought she was the first buyer in ten years she didn't expect it would have been thirty