MasukMore 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
At the end of the hallway was a soundproof, dimly-lit private room that was always reserved for Victor’s old crew. The moment he stepped inside, heads turned. The room was thick with smoke. A low sofa wrapped around a glass table littered with half-finished drinks, ashtrays, and poker chips. The b
“We are here, senior Rose." Grace announced as soon as they reached the front of the teachers office. "Thanks," Rose said. "I appreciate it." Grace shifted her books to one arm and looked at her with a gentle expression. "Anytime. And, for what it's worth, if you ever need help navigating this j
After Teacher Lopez led Rose into her office, she motioned to the chair in front of her desk. "Have a seat, Rose," she said, her voice calm yet authoritative. Rose sat down gracefully, her usual calm and collected expression in place. Teacher Lopez folded her hands on the desk and gave Rose a look
********* After a knock, Victoria stepped lightly into Teacher Price’s office just after school ended. Her steps were quiet, posture modest, expression carefully calculated. “Teacher? Do you have a moment?” Price looked up, already half-irritated as she stared at the work in front of her. However







