Mag-log inThe charity gala had already become the talk of high society long before it ended. Ever since Donna publicly introduced her as her representative, people had been paying attention to her every move. And the more they watched her, the harder it became to look away. At the center of the grand ballro
The night of the Sterling Charity Gala arrived sooner than Rose expected. Glassrose Manor was unusually lively. Emma had been running around since the afternoon while several stylists fussed over Rose. "No, no. The earrings should be the diamond ones." Emma frowned at the jewelry tray before quic
Jimmy nodded approvingly. "I believe it." He turned toward Rose. "May I ask you something?" "Of course." "You have access to more than enough beautiful clothing already." Rose laughed. "You're wondering why Alex still hired you?" "Exactly." Rose smiled helplessly.."Honestly... so am I."
The following morning, Glassrose Manor was already bustling with activity. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows as Rose walked downstairs dressed in a simple white blouse tucked into a pair of high-waisted black trousers. Her hair was neatly tied back, and the light makeup on her face only a
For some reason, that realization unsettled her. Not because she feared remembering but because she didn't know what else might return with those memories. Rose lowered her hand and looked back at her hand. The smile on her face had completely disappeared. Meanwhile, inside King Corporation. T
Meanwhile, Rose remained seated quietly throughout the entire exchange, she didn't even bother to say anything and simply sat there calmly. Oddly enough, that only made Donna's support of her seem even more justified. Donna then looked at her. "Are you unwilling to do this arrangement, Roseline?"
There was a moment of silence. Everyone waited. Most of the other teachers expected Lopez to scood Rose. Surely, even if Rose was in the right, she would be told to apologize for the sake of civility. After all, Price was an older faculty member, and Rose was just a student—no matter how confident s
On the other side of the field Teacher Lopez stood with her class as they exited the locker room and gathered on the grass. Her voice was calm but commanding. “You’ll be sharing this period with Special Class 1, unless your PE teacher resumes back to school.” she said. “I don’t want complaints, d
Rose stepped out of Elite Bank, her posture elegant, her expression light. A smile played across her lips—one that reached her eyes and lit up her features. Her aura, soft yet commanding, drew attention from the people around her. Some stopped in their tracks, others turned for a second glance, mesm
The previous night, Headmistress Moore had taken a call she’d rather not admit to. Beatrice had phoned her directly—late, insistent, and with a voice trembling on the edge of fury masked as concern. “I’m not asking for anything drastic,” Beatrice had said sweetly, a little too sweetly. “Just… make







