เข้าสู่ระบบAfter 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
After a while the meeting eventually came to an end, but the tension it created did not dissolve. It simply changed form. Instead of a single controlled room, the energy scattered across the mansion. Conversations broke into smaller circles, voices lowered but no less intense. In one corner of t
The meeting didn’t end after the announcement. It carried on, but the atmosphere had shifted in a way no one could ignore. On the surface, everything remained composed. People adjusted themselves, sat up straighter, and slipped back into their seats as if nothing had happened. Polite words like “c
Everyone leaned in to see the screen. News articles and social media posts flooded the internet, all centered around the incident at today’s press conference. The video William had tried to suppress had resurfaced, spreading like wildfire. The public was outraged, and the Gray family was being criti
As Rose followed Leo out of her room and down the grand staircase, she found herself wondering what exactly he had planned. Although she might not know Leo fully, she could already guess the kind of personality he has. ‘It could be anything from a simple drive to an impromptu trip across the city.’
………………. The tension in the boardroom was thick—quiet, coiled, and waiting to snap. Twelve men sat around the long glass table. Most of them were seasoned executives, used to pressure, used to dominance. But today, none of them spoke above a whisper. Their eyes kept drifting to the man seated at th
The car hummed softly as it cut through the city’s neon glow. Rose’s fingers flew across her phone screen, her brow furrowed in concentration, while Leo watched her with a smirk tugging at his lips. He leaned in, his voice a playful whisper. “You know,”he mused, “If big brother ever saw you play







