INICIAR SESIÓNThe black vehicles cut through the city roads at frightening speed, their headlights slicing sharply through the dark streets one after another. Inside the main car, the atmosphere remained tense and unbearably heavy. Rose sat curled tightly against Alex’s chest in the backseat, her consciousnes
Nancy had just stepped out of the hotel ballroom because she was still worried about Rose and she wanted to be sure Rose was truly safe. However, the strange scene outside made her stop walking entirely. For a moment, she genuinely questioned whether she was hallucinating. Rose was currently cli
Alex had barely stepped out of the elevator when Derek’s phone vibrated again. He knew what the message was about so without another word, he strode toward the hotel entrance with frightening speed while Derek and several guards followed immediately behind him. The revolving doors opened and then
Whilst Alex was busy interrogating Henry, the luxurious atmosphere inside the ballroom had completely collapsed. The soft music still played faintly in the background, but nobody paid attention to it anymore. Conversations had stopped almost entirely as countless guests turned toward the commotion
The moment Rose disappeared into the elevator, the last restraint in Alex’s expression vanished completely and his expression darkened immediately. Several photographers and paparazzi members were suspiciously gathered near the hallway corners. Some pretended to casually stand beside decorative pil
Meanwhile downstairs, the atmosphere inside the grand ballroom shifted instantly. Luxury vehicles stopped one after another outside the hotel entrance, drawing attention from nearby guests and reporters. Conversations slowly quieted as people turned toward the doors. Then he appeared. Alexander Ki
That same evening, Alex was in the middle of reviewing documents when his phone vibrated on the desk. One glance at the caller ID made his expression harden—it was the head of the private security team. “Speak,” Alex said coolly as he answered. “Sir,” the bodyguard reported, his tone professional
I don’t understand why you would willingly go through so much trouble just to get my phone number?” Luthor asked curiously, though confusion was evident in his tone as he tried to figure out John’s motive. “You’re hurting my feelings. Perhaps you were hoping to get rid of me easily,” John replied,
Rose drove them straight to the Gray Mansion. At dinner, Beatrice played her role flawlessly—smiling, serving food, asking about everyone’s day. Rose matched her performance with equal grace, answering politely and eating quietly. Sophia’s voice didn’t stop the entire time as the maids set the d
Luthor’s gaze darkened slightly when he heard her. One of the many people who had turned their backs on him. In the past, when his family had fallen overnight, Luthor had reached out to people he trusted and called his friends. People he had laughed with, studied with, rendered help to. However







