INICIAR SESIÓNAfter 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
A few days later after the kidnapping incident, everything went back to normal. Rose was eventually discharged from the hospital two days later and she returned back to her normal routine and her familiar space where Rose was peacefully happy. It was in the middle of this fragile calm that Donna m
After leaving the police station, Alissa decided to go home to change her clothes. When she got home, the house felt too quiet. Alissa stepped inside slowly, her eyes taking in the familiar space that no longer felt the same. Rose walked beside her but stayed a step back, giving her room. Her fat
That afternoon, Edward came by to check on Alissa. She was sitting up in bed when he walked in, looking calmer than before, though the weight of everything still lingered in her eyes. Rose was nearby, quietly scrolling through her phone, but she glanced up the moment Edward entered. Edward didn’t
Outside the hospital, Nicholas stood with his hands in his pockets, watching Alex closely while Edward stepped forward first, far less restrained. “So who did it?” Alex didn’t hesitate. “The mastermind is Alissa’s stepmother.” The answer came clean and certain, leaving no room for doubt. Nicholas
When Rose stepped out with Luthor behind her, the sight that met her eyes stopped her in her tracks. There, in the open hallway, Jerry was gripping a woman by the wrist — a woman whose face twisted in pain as she tried to pry herself free. The young woman’s eyes blazed with fury and humiliation, bu
Back inside Mr. Grant’s office, the tension still lingered like smoke after a storm. Though Jerry had left moments ago, the air hadn’t cleared; if anything, it felt heavier. Mr. Grant sat behind his desk, fingers steepled as he tried to maintain his professional calm. Across from him sat Rose, her e
The afternoon sun was beginning to dip, painting the road in a faint golden hue as Rose steered her car toward Simon’s school. The drive wasn’t long, but her thoughts were far ahead of her. Initially, she had planned to visit Luthor, but something kept tugging at her mind — Simon. Ever since their
Silence pressed between Rose and Luthor like a physical weight after her response. The polished steel walls reflected their faces — Luthor’s calm but watchful, and Rose’s unreadable, her jaw tight and eyes still shadowed with irritation. Luthor had been tempted to speak more than once, sensing the







