LOGINFor 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
"Not particularly." Alex chuckled at her response. Rose shook her head at him. She was annoyed, certainly. Finding out that Alex had possessed such crucial information without telling her wasn't something she appreciated. However, her frustration was quickly being replaced by curiosity. Vincent
The dining room at Alex King's mansion was unusually quiet that evening. Rose sat opposite Alex, enjoying the dinner that had been prepared for them. The atmosphere was comfortable, and neither seemed particularly interested in discussing business until Rose brought up something that had been occup
Rose would be gone and then her children would have the chance to be recognized. Which means she would no longer have to worry about her stepdaughter interfering with their plans. That had been what she expected but reality had turned against her and Rose survived. However, instead of remaining ou
Gray Residence William Gray returned home in a terrible mood. The moment he stepped through the front door, the expression on his face made it clear that something had gone terribly wrong. His suit jacket was still on, but his tie had been loosened, and his usually composed appearance had been re
The silence of William’s office was broken with a sharp bang as the door flew open. Papers fluttered from his desk with the sudden gust, and William’s head snapped up, his brows knitting together. “Sorry sir, I tried to stop him—” his secretary stumbled in, flustered, clutching a folder tightly in
The clink of cutlery and hushed voices lingered even after Rose excused herself from the table. She rose gracefully, gave a polite nod toward her father, and ascended the stairs without looking back, leaving the rest of the family behind. As soon as the sound of her footsteps was no longer heard, B
“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
“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







