تسجيل الدخولThe following afternoon, Rose made an unexpected visit to Nicholas's company, marking the first time she had ever come to see him at his Dynamite Corporation. The receptionist had barely finished informing Nicholas's assistant that a young woman was asking to see him before the message reached his
Rose stopped. She hated that his words were already stirring the questions she had spent the past few days trying to ignore. Her feelings for Alex were enough to make her trust him, and she knew she shouldn't allow the words of a stranger to make her doubt him. Yet she couldn't shake the strange f
Two days later, Rose found herself accompanying Frank to a place she had never heard him mention before. The club stood behind an imposing set of iron gates on the quieter side of the city, far from the crowded streets and ordinary social clubs. It was an exclusive establishment founded decades ag
Over the following days, she remained at King Mansion while she recovered. She worked from her room, attended meetings virtually with Nancy and complained whenever Alex reminded her to rest. Yet during those quiet days, Rose's mind still kept wandering back to the attack that had caused her. Ale
Rose understood his concern. She wasn't asking him to ignore the risk. She simply believed Amelia deserved the opportunity. “I understand,” she said calmly. “But if she makes a mistake, I'll take full responsibility.” Chris raised an eyebrow. “That doesn't change the fact that the mistake would sti
To her surprise, Chris was already waiting outside. The moment he saw Rose getting out of the car, he walked toward her. “I heard about your injury,” he said, his gaze briefly falling to her injured knee. “Let me help you.” “You didn't have to come down yourself, brother Chris.” Rose said with a s
Nancy didn’t waste a second after ending the first call with Rose. Her mind was still buzzing—half anxious, half impressed—when she dialed Gregory again. The phone barely rang twice before he picked up. “Ms. Miller?” Gregory sounded genuinely confused. He had expected to receive instructions tomorr
“Good,” Donna replied, though her eyes softened a little. “But since you’re curious, I’ll tell you. Consider it a lesson in discipline.” She leaned back in her chair, fingers interlaced, and looked toward the closed office door. “Rose is family, yes. She is one of the reasons I came to Los Angeles
“Head to the restaurant. Now.” “Yes, sir,” the driver replied immediately, changing lanes with sharp precision. Alex leaned back, gaze fixed on the passing cityscape, though he wasn’t really seeing anything. His mind was replaying Derek’s report, every detail, every movement of Rose’s. She was
The car was quiet at first. Luthor kept glancing sideways at Rose through the rearview mirror. She was doing that thing where she pretended she was “awake,” but in reality her eyes were one blink away from shutting down permanently. She sat stiffly, chin propped on her palm, the dark circles under







