INICIAR SESIÓNThe 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
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
When they left the hotel, Evelyn insisted they not bother driving her home. She hailed a cab, gave Luthor and Rose one last polite nod, and disappeared into traffic. Inside the car, the familiar quiet settled again, the hum of the engine filling the space between them. Luthor drove for a while befo
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







