LOGINThe room on Henry’s side became quiet. Then Beatrice explained everything slowly. The plan was to drug Rose, take her upstairs to one of the hotel suites, and create compromising evidence either photos and videos. That would be enough to completely destroy her reputation in elite society. The
A few days had passed since Donna’s announcement. That afternoon, Rose had just finished reviewing some documents in her room when her phone rang. William. She stared at the screen for a second before answering. “Helo, father.” William sounded unusually relaxed on the other end. “Rose, there
After hearing his explanation, Beatrice calmed down for a moment. " But that doesn't change anything. I know you are now seeing your eldest daughter as an asset, William." She finally replied. “No, you're been mistaken, Beatrice. Rose is indeed an asset to me because of the fortune we are going to
Beatrice spent the entire next day in a terrible mood. No matter where she went inside the mansion, Rose’s name followed her like an invisible shadow. While passing through the main hallway earlier that morning, she overheard two servants whispering softly near the staircase. “Young Miss Rose is
Back at the Gray Mansion. The atmosphere inside Beatrice’s private sitting room was suffocatingly tense. The moment the doors closed behind them, Victor violently loosened the tie around his neck before throwing himself onto the sofa with an ugly expression on his face. “This is ridiculous.” His v
Rose stepped out into the west wing corridor, the polished marble floors reflecting the soft glow of the chandeliers above. “Impressive.” The voice came from behind her, smooth, controlled, and laced with something sharp enough to cut which made Rose stop. She didn’t turn immediately. Instead, sh
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
Rose froze, the phone still trembling in her hand. “It’s… something I can—” Donna raised a brow. “Go. If it’s important, don’t delay.” Pamela nodded encouragingly. Rose blinked, surprised. But she rose from her seat and bowed slightly. “Thank you, Grandmother.” She made her way to the door—b







