MasukBecause she realized how much Rose had suffered silently and she hadn't noticed. Donna closed her eyes briefly. "When did you become like this?" Rose smiled faintly. "I'm not sure." Donna looked at her granddaughter. Rose was still a teenager, yet sometimes, the loneliness in her eyes felt older
Inside the study room, Donna sat quietly on the couch, her expression darker than Rose had seen in a long time. For a few moments, neither of them spoke as David placed the cup of tea in front of the two women. Rose sat calmly on the other sofa next to her while Donna stared at her, her sharp eyes
Beatrice looked at him in surprise. She hadn't expected William to speak up for her, especially not after their argument earlier. William rubbed his forehead. "I investigated Henry beforehand. His family background is excellent, his reputation is good and his personality is outstanding. So I didn'
What kind of mother are you, Beatrice?" Grace suddenly stood up, unable to hold back her anger any longer. "How can you make Rose feel guilty for something she didn't do?" She asked as her sharp gaze landed on Beatrice before she continued. "If Rose is supposed to protect Sophia, then who is suppo
Donna’s expression remained unreadable as she sat at the head of the long ancestral table. The atmosphere inside the Gray family home had grown heavy and tight enough to suffocate. To the extent everyone could feel it. Beatrice had already thrown her accusations. Rose had calmly defended herself.
"But think about it carefully. How could Rose disappear so conveniently? And why did Sophia end up in her place if she wasn't invited?" Lucy shook her head. "There are too many coincidences." Grace was so angry that she almost laughed. "So because there are coincidences, you immediately assume Ros
The soft click of Rose’s heels echoed lightly along the marble corridor as she headed downstairs. But just as she got to the main living room, she froze. Standing by one of the tall windows was Pamela, dressed in a simple but elegant cream-colored dress, her posture straight, her expression gentle.
Within minutes, Nancy was seated in her own office, she dialed the number of the CEO of Apex litigation Groups, maintaining a professional composure. The phone clicked, and a crisp, professional voice answered. “This is Gregory Cash, CEO of Apex Litigation Groups. How may I help you?” Nancy i
Finally, Nancy raised her hands in surrender. “Alright. I’ll do it. I’ll see what I can get before noon.” “I don’t want what you can get,” Rose corrected with a smile. “I want the best one. The one with the most influence. The one Ashmore Law depends on the most.” Nancy sighed helplessly. “Okay, o
Meanwhile, Luthor pulled the car to a smooth stop in front of the elegant restaurant. “We’ve arrived, little Rose,” he announced. Rose picked up her bag and turned to him with a gentle smile. “Brother Luthor, why don’t you go visit your family for a while? I’ll call you when I’m done.” Luthor







