MasukAcross the city, inside the top floor of Anderson Corporation, Julian was in the middle of a meeting when his phone rang. He almost ignored it, until he saw Nicholas’s name. He frowned slightly before he picked up immediately. “What is it?” “Rose is missing.” The words were simple, but they land
The meeting point was supposed to be simple. A café just off the main street, nothing fancy, just a place the group had agreed on earlier that day. But when Leo pulled into the parking area, something immediately felt wrong. He stepped out of the car, eyes scanning the surroundings expecting t
After losing his first wife, he had only wanted stability, for himself, and for his daughter. Remarrying had felt like the right choice, something that would give Alissa a complete home again. And his new wife had given him exactly what he wanted to see. In public, she was warm, attentive and soft-
The air smelled sterile, but the floor beneath her feet was wrong, dark, slick, reflecting her like a broken mirror. At the end of the hallway, she saw a hospital bed. Alissa laid there unmoving. Rose’s chest tightened. “No… she’s alive.” “You’re too late.” The voice came from behind. Rose imme
The truth was, her father did love her and that was what made it harder. After losing his first wife, he had only wanted stability, for himself, and for his daughter. Remarrying had felt like the right choice, something that would give Alissa a complete home again. And his new wife had given him e
Rose stood in a dim hospital corridor. The air smelled sterile, but the floor beneath her feet was wrong, dark, slick, reflecting her like a broken mirror. At the end of the hallway, she saw a hospital bed. Alissa laid there unmoving. Rose’s chest tightened. “No… she’s alive.” “You’re too late.
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
Three days later, the afternoon sun shimmered lazily across the parking lot in front of Simon’s school. Rose’s newly McLaren car gleamed under the light, an elegant yet commanding presence among the modest cars lined up along the street. Inside, Rose rested her arm casually against the window as s
However, this made the supervisor wonder why Nancy wanted to resign at such a crucial time, wasting the golden opportunity before her. If Nancy made a report about obtaining a highly reputable client such as Rose for the bank’s annual manager summit just as she had planned, she would certainly be re







