Se connecterRose 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
The morning sunlight spilled gently through the glass walls of the Manor, scattering soft reflections over the polished marble floors. Rose sat on the edge of her bed, towel wrapped around her head as she stared at her ringing phone. The name flashing across the screen made her sigh — William Gray.
She didn’t waste time browsing aimlessly. Rose had a specific goal in mind. With the help of the attendant, she chose a chic but subtle outfit — something elegant enough to draw respect, but plain enough not to draw unnecessary attention. She added a few accessories, heels, and then paused when some
After a moment’s pause, Rose turned to Nancy. "You remember that list of companies you prepared for me to make a selection from? You can spend as much more as you can to invest in all of them," Rose instructed casually, and began scrolling through her phone as if she hadn’t just mentioned an astrono
Michelle instantly rose from her seat when Rose and Nancy walked out of the office at the same time. “Is there anything I can help you with, Chairwoman Rose and President Nancy?” she asked politely, her professional smile perfectly composed on her gentle face. “There’s no need, Miss Fester. The Ch







