LOGINBecause 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
A few minutes later The atmosphere in the headmistress’s office was thick with tension as the assistant returned, opening the door politely. All heads turned when Rose stepped in with her usual calm, her gaze sweeping over the room. She recognized everyone present—Teacher Price with a smug tilt of
The soft whoosh of the automatic doors opening greeted Rose as she strolled into the grand lobby of Elite Bank. The tall ceilings, polished marble floors, and minimalist decor all whispered wealth and exclusivity. Rose, still dressed in her school uniform, walked confidently through the lobby, noddi
******* Back at the Gray mansion, chaos had erupted in Sophia’s wing. Her enraged screams echoed through the halls as objects clattered, shattered, and smashed against the walls and floor. Anything within her reach met a violent end. Her mind, overwhelmed with fury, replayed her humiliation at the
For a few more moments, they sipped their drinks in companionable silence. Rose’s phone buzzed quietly in her bag, but she ignored it. "By the way," Nancy added, changing the subject, "your financial reports were all approved. No issues at all. And your overseas transfer to the second property went







