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
Seeing that everyone was already ganging on her mother-in-law, Karen suddenly spoke. “My dear Rose, it's not like mother doesn't want you to return back to school, it's just that we are worried and I was the one who told mother to tell you this idea of homeschool. But it's okay if you don't want to
The city outside shimmered with restless movement, but inside, at the top floor of a particular familiar building, time seemed frozen. Alexander sat still behind his desk, his sharp features etched in cold neutrality. He didn’t speak. He didn’t move. Only his fingers tapped—slow, deliberate—against
Beatrice, who had been busy receiving a foot massage from one of the maids, sat up instantly. “What did you just say?” she asked with a surprised expression on her face as she looked at Mary. “Madam , this is not the time to sit down. I think you should go and make an appearance immediately before
As soon as they stepped outside, Leo strolled over to his sleek black motorcycle, patting the seat confidently. "Alright, hop on." He said, stretching the helmet to Rose. Rose stopped in her tracks, her arms crossing over her chest as she shot him a glare. "You’re joking." Leo smirked. "Do I loo







