INICIAR SESIÓNAfter hearing his explanation, Beatrice calmed down for a moment. " But that doesn't change anything. I know you are now seeing your eldest daughter as an asset, William." She finally replied. “No, you're been mistaken, Beatrice. Rose is indeed an asset to me because of the fortune we are going to
Beatrice spent the entire next day in a terrible mood. No matter where she went inside the mansion, Rose’s name followed her like an invisible shadow. While passing through the main hallway earlier that morning, she overheard two servants whispering softly near the staircase. “Young Miss Rose is
Back at the Gray Mansion. The atmosphere inside Beatrice’s private sitting room was suffocatingly tense. The moment the doors closed behind them, Victor violently loosened the tie around his neck before throwing himself onto the sofa with an ugly expression on his face. “This is ridiculous.” His v
Rose stepped out into the west wing corridor, the polished marble floors reflecting the soft glow of the chandeliers above. “Impressive.” The voice came from behind her, smooth, controlled, and laced with something sharp enough to cut which made Rose stop. She didn’t turn immediately. Instead, sh
After a while the meeting eventually came to an end, but the tension it created did not dissolve. It simply changed form. Instead of a single controlled room, the energy scattered across the mansion. Conversations broke into smaller circles, voices lowered but no less intense. In one corner of t
The meeting didn’t end after the announcement. It carried on, but the atmosphere had shifted in a way no one could ignore. On the surface, everything remained composed. People adjusted themselves, sat up straighter, and slipped back into their seats as if nothing had happened. Polite words like “c
The air-conditioned coolness of the upscale mall was almost a relief compared to the suffocating atmosphere of the Gray mansion. They have been browsing through the boutiques in the mall but none of the dresses she saw caught her eye, not until she spotted a new shop and decided to try it. Rose st
She pulled to a stop directly in front of the grand entrance. Before she could even step out, she spotted a familiar figure waiting at the bottom of the steps. Nancy. Dressed in a sharp navy blazer over a silk blouse, her hair neatly swept into a low bun, she looked every bit the efficient, comp
It had taken patience. And precision. But Rose had reached her limit and was done playing nice. The next morning, she walked into school with a single goal in mind. The evidence she’d gathered was enough to crush the disciplinary notice and silence the whispers for good. She went straight to Teac
On her way home, Rose found herself unwilling to return straight to the mansion. The atmosphere from the family dinner still lingered around her—heartwarming and fulfilling—but also emotionally heavy. She wanted to unwind, even if just a little. Craving something sweet, she made a last-minute deci







