INICIAR SESIÓNAfter 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
After a while the meeting eventually came to an end, but the tension it created did not dissolve. It simply changed form. Instead of a single controlled room, the energy scattered across the mansion. Conversations broke into smaller circles, voices lowered but no less intense. In one corner of t
The meeting didn’t end after the announcement. It carried on, but the atmosphere had shifted in a way no one could ignore. On the surface, everything remained composed. People adjusted themselves, sat up straighter, and slipped back into their seats as if nothing had happened. Polite words like “c
At the end of the hallway was a soundproof, dimly-lit private room that was always reserved for Victor’s old crew. The moment he stepped inside, heads turned. The room was thick with smoke. A low sofa wrapped around a glass table littered with half-finished drinks, ashtrays, and poker chips. The b
“We are here, senior Rose." Grace announced as soon as they reached the front of the teachers office. "Thanks," Rose said. "I appreciate it." Grace shifted her books to one arm and looked at her with a gentle expression. "Anytime. And, for what it's worth, if you ever need help navigating this j
After Teacher Lopez led Rose into her office, she motioned to the chair in front of her desk. "Have a seat, Rose," she said, her voice calm yet authoritative. Rose sat down gracefully, her usual calm and collected expression in place. Teacher Lopez folded her hands on the desk and gave Rose a look
Meanwhile, inside the car weaving through the streets of the city, Luthor glanced up at the rearview mirror. His gaze shifted to the quiet figure in the back seat—Rose. "You sure it was okay to just leave Young Master Leo back there like that?" he asked, a slight twitch of amusement tugging at the







