LOGINRose rested her chin against her hand as she stared out the window, watching the city lights blur past one after another. The silence wasn't uncomfortable. If anything, she found herself enjoying it. After everything that had happened recently, simply sitting beside Alex somehow felt relaxing. Ev
The next day, the atmosphere inside the private conference room remained unusually quiet. The CEO seated across from Rose had already watched the recordings twice. Yet even after the second viewing, the disbelief on his face had not faded. He slowly removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his
By the time Sophia returned home, the sun had already begun setting. The moment she stepped out of the car, she found herself smiling again. She couldn't help it. Every time she remembered what had happened in the hotel suite, her heart would race uncontrollably. For years, she had admired Henry
After a few minutes of silence, Rose pulled out her phone. Her thumb hovered briefly over Alex's contact before she pressed the call button. The line barely rang once before it connected. "Rose." A faint smile appeared on her lips the moment she heard his voice. It was strange how such a simple gr
The atmosphere shifted and the distance between them seemed to disappear little by little. Sophia lowered her eyes, her heart beating faster than she wanted to admit. For the first time, the feelings she had hidden for so long no longer felt one-sided. Outside the suite, the hallway remained silen
Meanwhile, outside the suite where Rose and Emma were standing, Rose felt her phone vibrate inside her purse. She pulled it out and glanced at the screen. A message from Sophia had just arrived. Gremlin: Sister, I'm almost at the hotel suite. Are you there? Rose frowned slightly. She had compl
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch,
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern, stylish building with neon accents and a sleek black-and-gold sign that read The Luxe Lounge. It had a mix of a high-end arcade, a private club, and a casual dining area—clearly designed for the elite high school crowd looking for entertainment.
After finishing their meal at the restaurant, Rose had assumed that the incident with Margaret would prompt Karen to cut their day short. But she quickly realized how wrong she was. Despite Rose’s gentle protests and tired attempts at persuasion, Karen was unrelenting—dragging her from one boutique
Morning light streamed through the large windows of Rose’s room as Paige moved around with an air of practiced efficiency, carefully folding the last of Rose’s clothes. Although her expression remained neutral, there was a barely concealed sense of relief in her movements—relief that Rose was finall







