LOGIN"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
Rose sat quietly as they waited for their order to arrive. The air between the three of them lingered in awkward silence. She leaned back in her seat, her gaze shifting toward Simon, who had his eyes fixed on the table like a kid caught doing something wrong. “So,” Rose began lightly, crossing her
“I need information,” she replied. “I want you to find out everything you can about someone. I can't access this on my own.” The person Rose was referring to was none other than Henry. In her past life, Rose had known very little about him—about who he truly was or the kind of life he had lived be
“I thought it was more important to reassure our clients and maintain their trust in the bank despite the change in management,” Nancy began smoothly, her tone calm but confident. “That’s why I suggested that Clara is far more suited to become the new branch manager than this greenhorn who knows not
The phone on the table buzzed. Without looking away from his screen, Alex picked it up, his voice cold and clipped. “Speak, Derek?” He commanded immediately he placed the phone closer to his ear. On the other end, Derek, his personal assistant, cleared his throat nervously. “Sir, I just received







