로그인The room on Henry’s side became quiet. Then Beatrice explained everything slowly. The plan was to drug Rose, take her upstairs to one of the hotel suites, and create compromising evidence either photos and videos. That would be enough to completely destroy her reputation in elite society. The
A few days had passed since Donna’s announcement. That afternoon, Rose had just finished reviewing some documents in her room when her phone rang. William. She stared at the screen for a second before answering. “Helo, father.” William sounded unusually relaxed on the other end. “Rose, there
After hearing his explanation, Beatrice calmed down for a moment. " But that doesn't change anything. I know you are now seeing your eldest daughter as an asset, William." She finally replied. “No, you're been mistaken, Beatrice. Rose is indeed an asset to me because of the fortune we are going to
Beatrice spent the entire next day in a terrible mood. No matter where she went inside the mansion, Rose’s name followed her like an invisible shadow. While passing through the main hallway earlier that morning, she overheard two servants whispering softly near the staircase. “Young Miss Rose is
Back at the Gray Mansion. The atmosphere inside Beatrice’s private sitting room was suffocatingly tense. The moment the doors closed behind them, Victor violently loosened the tie around his neck before throwing himself onto the sofa with an ugly expression on his face. “This is ridiculous.” His v
Rose stepped out into the west wing corridor, the polished marble floors reflecting the soft glow of the chandeliers above. “Impressive.” The voice came from behind her, smooth, controlled, and laced with something sharp enough to cut which made Rose stop. She didn’t turn immediately. Instead, sh
DING! As the secretary was still contemplating whether to follow her boss’s orders or allow Bradley to enter the office against those instructions, the sudden chime of the elevator doors opening drew everyone’s attention. The unexpected arrival of the hotel director saved her from her dilemma.
John's smile instantly transformed as soon as Bradley left his office. He shifted his gaze to the hotel director, who had been quietly standing in the room, listening to all the conversations. John tightly squeezed the wine glass in his hand, crushing it into shards, which made the hotel director
Nancy smirked. “I considered it. But I figured you should earn your celebration “Earn it? By tackling this mountain of papers?” Rose raised his eyebrows. “Yes,” Nancy replied calmly. “And no, I won’t hand it all over just because you arrived.” Luthor cleared his throat. “Don’t underestimate he
Luthor’s eyes were fixed on the road as he drove, his grip on the steering wheel steady but tense. The dim glow of the dashboard lights reflected faintly against his sharp features. In the back seat, Amelia stirred, shifting uncomfortably as a low groan escaped her lips. “Urgh…” Amelia groaned, lif







