MasukThe three women had initially thought they could intimidate Rose with their haughty attitudes, scoffs, and sharp words. They laughed among themselves, exchanging sly glances as if they had already won the encounter. “You really think you can talk to us like that?” one of them sneered, her tone dri
After excusing herself, Rose confidently approached the same server who had brought her juice earlier. She smiled politely and stopped him. “Excuse me,” she said softly but clearly. “Could you please direct me to the restroom?” The server, a young man with a polite but reserved demeanor, paused
That was when a man approached her, interrupting her peaceful moment. “You must be Chairman Gray’s daughter,” he said with a smile. Rose looked up slightly, surprised. “Yes,” she replied politely. “I’m Miles Kent,” he introduced. “The oldest son of the hosts.” Rose inclined her head respectf
Rose never actually went anywhere near the restroom. The excuse had only been a convenient way to slip out of the circle of men without drawing attention. Lingering around them any longer would have been pointless, she had already achieved what she came for. Listening to extended discussions about
The moment Rose disappeared into the crowd, the atmosphere around the table subtly shifted again. Mr. Kent was the first to speak, his eyes still lingering in the direction Rose had left. “You have a remarkable daughter, Mr. Gray. ” he said, his tone filled with genuine admiration. “Intelligent, p
The atmosphere around the table shifted completely. What had started as casual discussion had now turned into quiet calculation. The men who moments ago were simply indulging in polite conversation were now actively reassessing Rose—not as William Gray’s scandal-ridden daughter, but as a rare and v







