MasukWhat 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
Gray ancestral home had never felt this oppressive before. The spacious hall was brightly lit, yet the atmosphere was so tense that even the servants moved carefully, afraid to make the slightest noise. The main branch of the Gray family had gathered. Although no one dared to speak carelessly but
Before he could respond, the office door opened. Beatrice walked in hurriedly. The moment she saw him, she asked anxiously, "How was it? Did you find out anything?" William looked up at her. For some reason, seeing Beatrice's anxious face stressed him more. He suddenly remembered the investigati
Rose looked down at the caller ID. William. A playful smile slowly appeared on her lips. "Interesting." Emma immediately understood. "He must be suspicious." "Of course he is." Rose calmly picked up her teacup and took a sip. Then she answered the call. "Father." Her voice was soft and s
Nancy dialed Rose’s number the moment the call with Gregory ended. Rose had just stretched out on the bed, ready for a short nap. Her eyes were half-closed when her phone buzzed beside her. She groaned softly, she was just moments away from her moment of peace all day—yet someone dared to interrupt
Rose was already halfway to the staircase, eager to retreat to her room and put the day behind her, when a sharp voice called out from the living room. “Rose.” She paused mid-step. Only then did she notice William seated stiffly on one of the couches, his expression dark and anxious. He must h
The second Rose closed her bedroom door, she pressed her back against it and finally let her real emotions erupt. “WHY—” she grabbed her head, “—did I open my stupid mouth?!” She slid dramatically down the door until she was sitting on the floor, hands covering her face. “My mission was to sta
Meanwhile, as Rose made her way upstairs to her room, she answered the call immediately. “Sister Nancy, sorry for not picking up earlier,” she said. “It’s alright, Rose,” Nancy replied. “I figured you were busy. I just wanted to let you know that Apex Litigation Group has agreed to your offer. T







