LOGINHayden remained in the medical room. He could have left and allowed Dr. Adrian and the medical team to handle Rose, but for some reason, he found himself staying. The hours passed as the ship continued toward the arranged meeting point where the helicopter would collect them. Dr. Adrian occasional
Hayden's expression grew thoughtful. "Was anyone reported missing?" "Not yet." "Then how did she end up there?" "We don't know." Cole shook his head. "There is a possibility that the woman we saved was involved in a different accident and not the one the authorities have announced." Hayden's ga
The moment Rose was brought into the ship's medical room, the crew laid her on the treatment bed, and the medical staff quickly began assessing her condition. "She's severely injured," Dr. Adrian said after a quick examination. Another medical staff member checked her pulse and breathing. "Her bre
Six hours earlier, shortly after Rose's car had gone over the cliff and disappeared into the water, a large ship was making its way away from the coast of Los Angeles. Hayden stood on the upper deck, one hand resting casually against the railing as he looked out over the ocean. He had traveled all
At the Gray Ancestral Mansion, Donna sat in her office, going through several documents when David walked in. "Madam." Donna looked up. David approached her desk and placed a tablet in front of her. "There is a press conference being held at Gray Corporation." Donna frowned slightly. "What is it
Alex's eyes remained fixed on the screen. His breathing had become slower. "Where is the truck driver?" He asked coldly. His entire demeanor suddenly became terrifying. Nicholas glanced at his friend before he replied. "At the police station. He was captured after the accident and is being question
Rose entered the dining room, the quiet click of her heels echoing softly against the polished floor. She didn’t glance at anyone, didn’t pause to acknowledge the family who might already be waiting. Her eyes scanned the room and found the seat she wanted, the one farthest from the usual cluster, th
Rose observed everything with quiet attention. She did not need to intervene, she told herself. And yet, when she saw Grace’s expression—small, stiff, trying not to show the ache in her chest—she felt the tug of responsibility, the small but insistent urge to speak. “Grandmother,” Rose said softly
Rose stepped out of the car and glanced up at the towering glass building of Ashmore Legal Groups. The structure exuded quiet dominance — marble steps leading to bronze-framed doors, mirrored windows catching sunlight like a blade. Her ginger colored hair fell neatly past her shoulders, soft curl
“Is that everything you’ll be purchasing, ma’am? I’d like to go and prepare all the necessary documents,” the salesman asked impatiently, his voice trembling slightly from both excitement and nerves. He was desperate to finalize the deal and secure his commission. “No,” Rose replied calmly, turnin







