LOGINWhen Rose knocked on Theresa's office door, a voice immediately came from inside. "Come in." Rose opened the door and walked inside. Theresa was buried in work behind her desk, completely engrossed in the documents in front of her. She didn't even bother raising her head to see who had entered, as
Amelia came out of the dressing room wearing the outfit Rose had chosen and stood in front of her. Rose tilted her head slightly as she examined her. "Not bad, but I think the other one suits you better." Amelia nodded and went back to change. After trying on several more outfits, Amelia finally
When Rose returned to Pegasus Corporation, she was in a slightly bad mood. She couldn't seem to take her mind off what had just happened, so she decided to bury herself in work instead. The moment she entered her office, she called Emma and Selena over. "Bring me all the work I postponed last week.
Rose's expression slowly changed. These weren't like the security guards she normally saw around Alex. They were dressed more formally, but there was something about them that immediately made her uneasy. Their movements were disciplined, their expressions were cold, and even without openly display
After school ended, Rose was already planning to head to Pegasus Corporation when Sandra and Dania suddenly stopped her. "Where do you think you're going?" Sandra asked. "Pegasus–" "Not today." Dania cut her off Before Rose could react, Sandra grabbed her arm while Dania took the other side.
Even though it had been months since she returned to the past, the thought of going back to school still gave her a strange feeling of reluctance. She grabbed her bag and headed downstairs. As much as she hated it, she still had to go. After having a rush breakfast, Rose drove herself to school. S
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
Although as a blood member of the Ashmore family, Evelyn holds no real status in the firm. She works as a regular lawyer with no acknowledgment of her lineage, and most employees remain unaware that she is part of the family at all. Her quiet competence is buried beneath the family’s politics and fa







