Se connecterSilence descended upon the conference room. Rose glanced around the table. “Isn't that strange?” No one answered immediately. They didn't need to. The directors had already begun exchanging looks. Even those who had previously supported William seemed uncertain about how to interpret his rea
Not getting a response from Donna, his smile widened as he glanced around the conference room. "Since we've discussed the matter thoroughly, it's time to vote." He straightened his jacket. "All those in favor of my appointment as the new chairman of Gray Corporation, please raise your hands." Just
His expression hardened. "Does it really matter?" Adrian immediately rose from his seat. "What did you just say?" William ignored him. "Gray Corporation cannot continue operating under outdated leadership forever. The business world is changing, and the company needs someone willing to make diff
William, who had been waiting for this moment, exchanged a brief glance with Victor before rising from his seat. "Before we discuss the other items on the agenda, I believe there's an important matter we need to address." Several shareholders turned toward him. William straightened his jacket an
The day of the annual shareholders' meeting had finally arrived. At Gray Corporation's headquarters, the conference room was being prepared for what many believed would be a routine meeting. The shareholders and directors had gathered to discuss the company's future, but for William Gray, the occa
"Of course." Rose nodded. "Why are you so determined to stop your father from taking control of Gray Corporation?" Rose's expression remained composed at his question. " Why do you want to know?” She asked. Ethan noticed the look on her face but shrugged casually. "William Gray is your fathe
“I want you to forget about where we are going right now because I would love to keep it a surprise. It would get ruined if I tell you too early,” Rose confessed sincerely, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. “As for the answer to your second question — frankly, we could’ve already talked about it w
Good afternoon, sir, ma’am. How may I help you today?” the young lady at the reception asked politely the moment she noticed Rose and Nancy approaching. “Hello, my name is Nancy Miller, and this person here is Ms. Roseline Gray, the new CEO of this company,” Nancy introduced briefly and sharply.
The morning sunlight spilled gently through the glass walls of the Manor, scattering soft reflections over the polished marble floors. Rose sat on the edge of her bed, towel wrapped around her head as she stared at her ringing phone. The name flashing across the screen made her sigh — William Gray.
She didn’t waste time browsing aimlessly. Rose had a specific goal in mind. With the help of the attendant, she chose a chic but subtle outfit — something elegant enough to draw respect, but plain enough not to draw unnecessary attention. She added a few accessories, heels, and then paused when some







