LOGINSix hours earlier, shortly after Rose's car had gone over the cliff and disappeared into the water, a large ship was making its way away from the coast of Los Angeles. Hayden stood on the upper deck, one hand resting casually against the railing as he looked out over the ocean. He had traveled all
At the Gray Ancestral Mansion, Donna sat in her office, going through several documents when David walked in. "Madam." Donna looked up. David approached her desk and placed a tablet in front of her. "There is a press conference being held at Gray Corporation." Donna frowned slightly. "What is it
Alex's eyes remained fixed on the screen. His breathing had become slower. "Where is the truck driver?" He asked coldly. His entire demeanor suddenly became terrifying. Nicholas glanced at his friend before he replied. "At the police station. He was captured after the accident and is being question
Six hours after the accident, Alex finally arrived in Los Angeles. The moment he stepped off the private plane with Benjamin and Derek, his attention went straight to Derek. "Any updates?" Derek shook his head. "Nothing yet, Boss. The divers have searched the area repeatedly, but they still haven'
"Where is she?" His voice was dangerously quiet. Derek swallowed. "The divers are still searching, Boss." Alex's gaze remained fixed on the tablet. "How long ago?" "About an hour." Derek replied immediately. Alex's jaw tightened. An hour? They had already spent an hour searching for her. He imm
Ab hour later, the road surrounding the crash site was filled with police vehicles. The officers moved around the scene while speaking urgently into their radios while emergency personnel worked near the water. The wrecked remains of Rose's car had already been located but Rose was nowhere to be fo
Rose observed everything with quiet attention. She did not need to intervene, she told herself. And yet, when she saw Grace’s expression—small, stiff, trying not to show the ache in her chest—she felt the tug of responsibility, the small but insistent urge to speak. “Grandmother,” Rose said softly
Rose stepped out of the car and glanced up at the towering glass building of Ashmore Legal Groups. The structure exuded quiet dominance — marble steps leading to bronze-framed doors, mirrored windows catching sunlight like a blade. Her ginger colored hair fell neatly past her shoulders, soft curl
“Is that everything you’ll be purchasing, ma’am? I’d like to go and prepare all the necessary documents,” the salesman asked impatiently, his voice trembling slightly from both excitement and nerves. He was desperate to finalize the deal and secure his commission. “No,” Rose replied calmly, turnin
Luthor’s head snapped toward Rose. “Rose,” he warned quietly, but one look from her silenced him. He sighed under his breath. “You’re impossible,” he muttered, half in disbelief, half in admiration. Evelyn froze mid-step, her expression hardened as she turned to look at Rose. “Excuse me? That’s not







