เข้าสู่ระบบNight 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
William clenched his jaw. He knew Anne wasn’t bluffing. The Anderson family had the power to make his life far more difficult if he continued to resist. But still, letting Rose go meant giving up control over her, and he wasn’t ready for that. "You’re asking me to give up my own daughter," he said
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch,
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern, stylish building with neon accents and a sleek black-and-gold sign that read The Luxe Lounge. It had a mix of a high-end arcade, a private club, and a casual dining area—clearly designed for the elite high school crowd looking for entertainment.
After finishing their meal at the restaurant, Rose had assumed that the incident with Margaret would prompt Karen to cut their day short. But she quickly realized how wrong she was. Despite Rose’s gentle protests and tired attempts at persuasion, Karen was unrelenting—dragging her from one boutique







