Se connecterBut it was more than enough to make the public believe something had happened. Sophia felt as if the ground beneath her feet had disappeared. "This..." Her lips trembled. "This isn't true." Her friends looked at one another awkwardly. No one knew what to say. The café had already exploded into c
The following morning began like any other. Sunlight spilled across the city skyline while millions of people started their day completely unaware that a storm was about to erupt. At Gray Mansion, breakfast was proceeding peacefully. William sat at the head of the table reading through several bu
Rose rested her chin against her hand as she stared out the window, watching the city lights blur past one after another. The silence wasn't uncomfortable. If anything, she found herself enjoying it. After everything that had happened recently, simply sitting beside Alex somehow felt relaxing. Ev
The next day, the atmosphere inside the private conference room remained unusually quiet. The CEO seated across from Rose had already watched the recordings twice. Yet even after the second viewing, the disbelief on his face had not faded. He slowly removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his
By the time Sophia returned home, the sun had already begun setting. The moment she stepped out of the car, she found herself smiling again. She couldn't help it. Every time she remembered what had happened in the hotel suite, her heart would race uncontrollably. For years, she had admired Henry
After a few minutes of silence, Rose pulled out her phone. Her thumb hovered briefly over Alex's contact before she pressed the call button. The line barely rang once before it connected. "Rose." A faint smile appeared on her lips the moment she heard his voice. It was strange how such a simple gr
Instantly, the temperature in the room dropped. The casual calm that had filled the office moments ago vanished. It wasn’t dramatic—no sudden movement, no visible outburst. But Derek felt it instantly, the chilling pressure that made his spine stiffen instinctively. It was like walking into a refr
The Byers Mansion The shrill ringing of a telephone echoed relentlessly through the study, urging the man in a gray suit to pick it up. “Hello, who is this?” he asked in an indifferent tone. “Good evening, sir. I’m a nurse calling from St. Aurelius Medical Center. Is this the Byers residence?”
The next day arrived quietly. Rose stepped out of the car just as the afternoon sun dipped lower in the sky, painting the gates of the mansion in soft gold. School had been uneventful, a series of lectures, notes, hushed conversations of the sudden National exam new—but her mind had been elsewhere
The next morning after she was done eating, Rose turned to look at Luthor. “I'll be driving myself to school today, Brother Luthor?" She said casually. Luthor frowned slightly. “Are you sure? I can—” “I’m sure,” she cut in gently, a small smile curving her lips. “I’ll just appreciate it if you c







