Masuk"But think about it carefully. How could Rose disappear so conveniently? And why did Sophia end up in her place if she wasn't invited?" Lucy shook her head. "There are too many coincidences." Grace was so angry that she almost laughed. "So because there are coincidences, you immediately assume Ros
Gray ancestral home had never felt this oppressive before. The spacious hall was brightly lit, yet the atmosphere was so tense that even the servants moved carefully, afraid to make the slightest noise. The main branch of the Gray family had gathered. Although no one dared to speak carelessly but
Before he could respond, the office door opened. Beatrice walked in hurriedly. The moment she saw him, she asked anxiously, "How was it? Did you find out anything?" William looked up at her. For some reason, seeing Beatrice's anxious face stressed him more. He suddenly remembered the investigati
Rose looked down at the caller ID. William. A playful smile slowly appeared on her lips. "Interesting." Emma immediately understood. "He must be suspicious." "Of course he is." Rose calmly picked up her teacup and took a sip. Then she answered the call. "Father." Her voice was soft and s
Before the day even ended, the scandal exploded. What started as a single article quickly spread across every major social media platform and entertainment news outlet. Videos discussing the incident appeared one after another. Photos of Henry and Sophia inside the hotel circulated endlessly.
Sophia blinked, there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes before she slowly recounted the entire incident. "Rose was the one who called and invited me.” She said, Beatrice's eyes widened slightly in shock but she didn't interrupt Sophia and let her continue speaking. Sophia took a deep breat
After the car rolled out of the Gray ancestral mansion, Rose finally relaxed into her seat. The heavy atmosphere of the family dining room drifted off her shoulders the farther they drove. She turned her head slightly toward the front. “Brother Luthor, head to the restaurant. The one Sister Nancy
The soft click of Rose’s heels echoed lightly along the marble corridor as she headed downstairs. But just as she got to the main living room, she froze. Standing by one of the tall windows was Pamela, dressed in a simple but elegant cream-colored dress, her posture straight, her expression gentle.
Within minutes, Nancy was seated in her own office, she dialed the number of the CEO of Apex litigation Groups, maintaining a professional composure. The phone clicked, and a crisp, professional voice answered. “This is Gregory Cash, CEO of Apex Litigation Groups. How may I help you?” Nancy i
Finally, Nancy raised her hands in surrender. “Alright. I’ll do it. I’ll see what I can get before noon.” “I don’t want what you can get,” Rose corrected with a smile. “I want the best one. The one with the most influence. The one Ashmore Law depends on the most.” Nancy sighed helplessly. “Okay, o







