MasukNicholas gave her a dry look. "Then tell them I'm your very strict older cousin." Rose laughed. "That will make it worse." "Why?" "Because now they'll think I have a handsome rich cousin who comes to pick me up from school." Nicholas shook his head. "You talk too much." Rose smiled. "You're onl
The weekend passed without any serious events, other than the fact that Rose turned off her cellphone just to avoid any phone calls from anyone, including Alex. Strangely, she wasn't truly angry with him. At least, not because of what he had done in the underworld. What hurt her was that he had kep
The drive away from the warehouse was unusually quiet. Eric kept his attention on the road while Rose sat in the back seat, staring through the window without really seeing anything outside. The city passed by in a blur of lights and buildings, but her mind remained trapped in the warehouse she had
For a moment, neither Rose nor Alex moved. The warehouse remained unnaturally quiet, and even the men inside seemed to understand that whatever had just happened between the two of them was more important than anything else in the room. Alex slowly lowered the gun in his hand and handed it to on
Rose carefully looked inside and what she saw made her breath catch. Alex stood in the middle of a large warehouse, surrounded by numerous men. The atmosphere inside was completely different from the polished world Rose knew. The concrete floor was bare, heavy crates were stacked along one side of
--- The journey took longer than Rose expected. The city gradually disappeared behind them as Eric followed the directions written on the note. Rose remained unusually quiet. She felt a bit nervous because she was heading toward a location someone had deliberately given her because they believ
Rose froze, the phone still trembling in her hand. “It’s… something I can—” Donna raised a brow. “Go. If it’s important, don’t delay.” Pamela nodded encouragingly. Rose blinked, surprised. But she rose from her seat and bowed slightly. “Thank you, Grandmother.” She made her way to the door—b
After the car rolled out of the Gray ancestral mansion, Rose finally relaxed into her seat. The heavy atmosphere of the family dining room drifted off her shoulders the farther they drove. She turned her head slightly toward the front. “Brother Luthor, head to the restaurant. The one Sister Nancy
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.
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







