로그인Night had already settled deeply over the King Mansion. The massive estate remained quiet and dimly lit while most of the servants had already retired for the evening. Only a few lights remained on across the mansion halls, creating a calm atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the chaos that had
Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside King Corporation that morning was noticeably worse than usual. Employees moved carefully throughout the executive floor, barely daring to breathe too loudly whenever Alex passed by. Even senior managers who normally handled pressure well found themselves unusually n
After making the calls to reassure everyone, she found herself with nothing urgent to do for the first time in a while. Without Emma hovering nearby with schedules, without meetings, family politics, or company documents demanding her attention, Rose suddenly felt oddly unoccupied. At first, she st
The soft knock on the bedroom door came not long after Alex left. Rose had only just finished sitting quietly on the edge of the enormous bed when several maids entered the room respectfully. “Good morning, Madam,” one of them greeted gently. Rose blinked slightly at the synchronized greeting bef
The room gradually settled back into silence after Rose’s embarrassing outburst. Morning sunlight continued pouring softly through the curtains while the faint scent of fresh linen and medicine lingered quietly in the air. Rose sat against the bed, still trying to recover from the emotional damage
Morning sunlight filtered softly through the curtains of the large bedroom, casting a warm glow across the quiet space. Rose stirred faintly beneath the blanket, her brows furrowing slightly as consciousness slowly returned to her. For several long seconds, her mind felt completely blank. Her bod
“I gave them your contact details,” Rose said plainly. “If they decide to discuss anything regarding investments of the project and accept my request, they’ll likely reach out to you directly.” There was a brief pause on the line before Nancy sighed—then laughed. “You’re moving fast, Rose. How are
After excusing herself, Rose confidently approached the same server who had brought her juice earlier. She smiled politely and stopped him. “Excuse me,” she said softly but clearly. “Could you please direct me to the restroom?” The server, a young man with a polite but reserved demeanor, paused
The next morning, Rose arrived at school as usual, her expression calm and unreadable as she stepped out of the car. The campus ground buzzed with the familiar noise of students chatting, laughing, and rushing to their classes, but something about the atmosphere felt slightly tense—as if an undercur
Rose never actually went anywhere near the restroom. The excuse had only been a convenient way to slip out of the circle of men without drawing attention. Lingering around them any longer would have been pointless, she had already achieved what she came for. Listening to extended discussions about







