MasukRose understood his concern. She wasn't asking him to ignore the risk. She simply believed Amelia deserved the opportunity. “I understand,” she said calmly. “But if she makes a mistake, I'll take full responsibility.” Chris raised an eyebrow. “That doesn't change the fact that the mistake would sti
To her surprise, Chris was already waiting outside. The moment he saw Rose getting out of the car, he walked toward her. “I heard about your injury,” he said, his gaze briefly falling to her injured knee. “Let me help you.” “You didn't have to come down yourself, brother Chris.” Rose said with a s
The following morning, Anne and Karen visited Rose at the hospital. The previous day, Rose had called to let them know that she wouldn't be able to visit Anderson Estate as she had promised Anne a few days earlier. When they heard that she had ended up in the hospital instead, the two women decided
At the hospital, the examination revealed that Rose had fractured her knee. The doctor explained that she would need to avoid putting unnecessary pressure on it for several weeks and would have to use crutches or a wheelchair when necessary. Rose wasn't particularly pleased about that. "I can stil
The car came to an abrupt stop. Emma froze. For a moment, she simply stared through the windshield, her breathing becoming heavier as she looked at the vehicles surrounding them. “What...” Her voice trembled slightly. “What is happening?” Rose looked toward her. “Emma?” “I don't know.” Emma glan
Not long after her visit and the strange incident at King Mansion, Rose's suspicion about Alex's unusual world remained somewhere in the back of her mind, although she had not allowed herself to dwell on it too much. There were still too many reasonable explanations for everything she had witnessed
Ggregory leaned back in his chair, exhausted. He pinched the bridge of his nose before dialing Nancy. It didn’t even ring twice before she picked up. “Ms. Miller?” “Report?” she asked immediately. “Yes.” Gregory sighed. “It didn’t go well. Mr. Ashmore refuses to accept any termination. He claims
Thirty minutes later, Luthor drove into the Gray family ancestral mansion. The towering iron gates opened with deliberate slowness, revealing a long, cobblestone driveway that gleamed faintly under the golden dusk. The air held the faint fragrance of wet earth and manicured roses. At first, the gua
After Rose returned to her seat, It was Raymond who finally spoke up again. He turned to his mother abruptly, trying to sound casual, but failing miserably. “Mother… How long are you planning to stay before going back?” He expected a predictable answer — two days, maybe three. Anytime their mother
Back at the restaurant, Rose had already sent a short message to Luthor, telling him to drive back to the restaurant and pick her up. She and Nancy had already ordered their food. Rose knew Luthor well—he would still take a little while before getting there, so she was sure they would finish eating







