Mag-log in"You didn't have to do that." "I wanted to." Cassandra replied calmly.. Rose touched the small box in her hand. "Why?" Cassandra looked at her. "Because for some reason I like seeing you happy." Rose didn't know how to respond. Something about those words settled strangely inside her chest. She
The next morning, Rose had barely finished breakfast when the sound of a car arriving outside caught her attention. She looked toward the window, wondering who had come so early, and a moment later, one of the maids appeared at the doorway. "Miss Rose, Mrs. Black is here." Rose blinked. "Cassandr
Rose stared at him, clearly not pleased. She was curious to know more about who this Ruby was but Hayden was obviously stopping that from happening. "That doesn't answer my question." "It wasn't meant to." Hayden replied back calmly. Cassandra almost laughed at the exchange between the two.. Ros
Dinner at the Black mansion was supposed to be a simple family meal, but Cassandra had insisted on staying for it. After spending the afternoon at the mansion and watching Hayden continue to hover around Rose, she had decided that she wasn't leaving without having dinner with them. Hayden hadn't ar
Rose folded her arms loosely across her chest and looked at Cassandra as though she genuinely didn't understand what there was to be afraid of. “Should I be?” “Most people are,” Cassandra replied with a small chuckle. Rose simply looked at her for a moment before answering honestly. “I don’t kn
Meanwhile Cassandra Black had heard about Rose long before she actually met her. At first, it had been nothing more than casual gossip from the servants. Rose had become a subject of conversation in Hayden's mansion and surprisingly the Black ancestral mansion mostly because nobody knew much about
The pressure piled on Reginald from all sides, his father’s glare, Steve’s smug silence, the partners’ eager suggestions, the committee’s hopeful stares. He had no way out. He had to tell them. Reginald inhaled slowly. “We can't reach out to Apex for assistance.” He said. “What do you mean by th
The reaction was immediate. Chairs scraped. Someone gasped. Reginald’s jaw dropped. Harold’s face was drained of color. The partners exchanged horrified glances, whispering harshly among themselves. “Evelyn?” Harold repeated, as if he hadn’t heard correctly. “Evelyn… Ashmore?” Even saying her nam
“No, sister Nancy. That’s not the real target.” Rose tilted her head. Nancy blinked. “What do you mean?” “If my guess is right, Ashmore isn’t actually pushing for the lawsuit. Sure, it’s a win-win for them either way. But what they don’t want is losing Apex as their sponsor. They want to pressure
"I'm glad you also know the meaning of mental depression because that is exactly how I'm feeling after dealing with most of the assignments you handed out to me." She remarked sarcastically to Rose. You are just going to have to suck it up because there are stacks of documents that need your signatu







