Mag-log inBecause she realized how much Rose had suffered silently and she hadn't noticed. Donna closed her eyes briefly. "When did you become like this?" Rose smiled faintly. "I'm not sure." Donna looked at her granddaughter. Rose was still a teenager, yet sometimes, the loneliness in her eyes felt older
Inside the study room, Donna sat quietly on the couch, her expression darker than Rose had seen in a long time. For a few moments, neither of them spoke as David placed the cup of tea in front of the two women. Rose sat calmly on the other sofa next to her while Donna stared at her, her sharp eyes
Beatrice looked at him in surprise. She hadn't expected William to speak up for her, especially not after their argument earlier. William rubbed his forehead. "I investigated Henry beforehand. His family background is excellent, his reputation is good and his personality is outstanding. So I didn'
What kind of mother are you, Beatrice?" Grace suddenly stood up, unable to hold back her anger any longer. "How can you make Rose feel guilty for something she didn't do?" She asked as her sharp gaze landed on Beatrice before she continued. "If Rose is supposed to protect Sophia, then who is suppo
Donna’s expression remained unreadable as she sat at the head of the long ancestral table. The atmosphere inside the Gray family home had grown heavy and tight enough to suffocate. To the extent everyone could feel it. Beatrice had already thrown her accusations. Rose had calmly defended herself.
"But think about it carefully. How could Rose disappear so conveniently? And why did Sophia end up in her place if she wasn't invited?" Lucy shook her head. "There are too many coincidences." Grace was so angry that she almost laughed. "So because there are coincidences, you immediately assume Ros
Dinner was over, but Rose remained at her desk in her room, the soft glow of her laptop screen lighting up her face. She typed steadily, her fingers dancing over the keys while she snacked from a small container of crackers she’d picked up earlier. She’d managed to pull off one quiet victory today
As the car pulled up to the front of the Gray mansion, Rose immediately noticed something strange. Nearly all the household staff — including several maids and the head maid, Paige — were standing neatly in a line at the entrance, as though waiting for the arrival of royalty. As soon as the car
Lopez didn’t slow down until she reached the teacher’s faculty corridor. She didn't bother knocking. The door flew open as she strode in, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. Price looked up from her desk, startled for only a second before her usual smug expression slid into place. “Wel
At the headmistress's office, the atmosphere was thick with tension even before Teacher Lopez stepped through the door. She knocked once, waited for the formal invitation, and then entered. Her brows furrowed the moment she saw Teacher Price already inside, seated with her usual smug expression plas







