LOGINOn the opposite side of the ballroom, William's expression stiffened almost imperceptibly. Although he and Beatrice had already known that the Anderson family was aware of Rose, neither of them had expected such a public declaration. Beatrice unconsciously tightened her grip around the designer
The whispers throughout the magnificent ballroom continued growing louder with every passing second. What had begun as quiet murmurs exchanged between only a handful of curious guests quickly spread across the entire banquet hall like ripples through still water. The atmosphere, which had been liv
A tall middle aged man stepped inside,.dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit that accentuated his confident bearing. The newcomer carried himself with effortless confidence, an easygoing smile, and the relaxed charm of someone who could make conversation with anyone. As soon as he reached the
The moment Frank and Anne saw her approaching from the distance, both of their faces immediately lit up with unmistakable joy. "There she is," Anne said happily, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. Without waiting for Rose to walk all the way to them, Anne stepped forward with surprising
The following day was none other than the day of the banquet. Beatrice sat elegantly before her dressing mirror while an experienced stylist carefully adjusted the final details of her makeup and hairstyle. A satisfied smile rested comfortably on her lips as she admired her flawless reflection.
Rose folded her hands together on her lap before speaking. "If we arrive together, there'll be rumors. The banquet will be attended by politicians, business leaders, and influential families." She smiled apologetically. "I don't want everyone talking about us before we're ready." She paused briefly
At the mention of her mother, Rose’s eyes went cold. Her grip around the cup tightened until knuckles blanched; she forced herself not to fling it at him. Her gaze never left Victor, and for a heartbeat her thoughts ran dark and precise — a dozen ruthless ways to make him pay. If looks could kill, V
Rose stood silently, her arms relaxed at her sides, watching with a detached calm as her stepsister floundered. She didn’t lift a finger to defend herself, nor did she try to stop Sophia from talking. Why should she? Sophia was digging her own grave. Sophia’s words grew more desperate, her voice s
"So you're saying that I'm the first buyer of that mansion in thirty years?" Rose mumbled in astonishment, staring blankly at Nancy. Honestly, she knew Nancy told her that she is the first buyer but she actually thought she was the first buyer in ten years she didn't expect it would have been thirty
The drive home was peaceful, the soft hum of the engine filling the car as Rose leaned back in her seat, one hand on the steering wheel. The city lights passed by in streaks, fading into the quiet stretch of the road that led toward her mansion. Dinner with Nancy had been unexpectedly refreshing,







