LOGINThe way Rose subtly gripped the table earlier, the slight instability in her steps now. Nancy’s instincts immediately sharpened as she knew something was not right. Across the ballroom, Beatrice noticed Nancy watching Rose. Her calm expression nearly cracked for a split second. She didn't know why
Meanwhile, Rose’s condition continued worsening. The strange heat spreading through her body became more intense with every passing minute. Her instincts were screaming at her. This was not normal. Her breathing became slightly uneven as another wave of dizziness hit her unexpectedly. Beside her
The next evening arrived quickly. The luxury hotel hosting the event was brilliantly illuminated beneath the city lights. Luxury cars filled the entrance as wealthy guests continued arriving one after another. Inside the grand ballroom, the atmosphere was elegant and lively. Powerful businessm
The 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
Inside the study, Donna Gray sat behind a grand mahogany desk, listening intently as her P.A., David Norton, read from a tablet. His tone was formal, efficient. Her posture was impeccable, her aura commanding. Even in her sixties, Donna’s sharp gaze could make anyone tremble. “…and Mr. Adrian Gr
The first light of dawn crept through the lace curtains, painting soft gold across the room. A faint knocking stirred Rose from her sleep. She groaned, burying her face into the pillow, wishing she could stay wrapped in the warm sheets just a little longer. But the knocking persisted—gentle, rhythmi
Suddenly, he launched into a full lecture—scolding her about being careful, warning her to avoid trouble, telling her not to involve herself in things she couldn’t handle, and stressing that she needed to think before acting. Rose just stared at him, eyes wide. Alexander King. Cold, silent, em
Slowly, Donna turned to William — the eldest, the heir, the one who bore the heaviest burden. Her eyes were icy. “William.” He swallowed. “Yes, Mother.” “How,” she asked quietly, “have you been running the family company?” William’s heart dropped. Donna’s words were soft, but they struck like l







