Mag-log inFor a moment, neither Rose nor Alex moved. The warehouse remained unnaturally quiet, and even the men inside seemed to understand that whatever had just happened between the two of them was more important than anything else in the room. Alex slowly lowered the gun in his hand and handed it to on
Rose carefully looked inside and what she saw made her breath catch. Alex stood in the middle of a large warehouse, surrounded by numerous men. The atmosphere inside was completely different from the polished world Rose knew. The concrete floor was bare, heavy crates were stacked along one side of
--- The journey took longer than Rose expected. The city gradually disappeared behind them as Eric followed the directions written on the note. Rose remained unusually quiet. She felt a bit nervous because she was heading toward a location someone had deliberately given her because they believ
When they returned to King Mansion that evening, Rose behaved as though nothing had happened. She spent some time with Alex before eventually retiring to the bedroom, and Alex assumed she was simply tired after their long day. Later, when he became occupied in his study, Rose remained in her room,
While Rose believed Alex had only just arrived at the boutique, the truth was that he had been at a secluded private meeting location away from the crowded shopping district. Several powerful figures were already waiting for him. They weren't businessmen, rather they were leaders of rival factio
While Rose believed Alex had only just arrived at the boutique, the truth was that he had been at a secluded private meeting location away from the crowded shopping district. Several powerful figures were already waiting for him. They weren't businessmen, rather they were leaders of rival factio
The next afternoon. The moment school ended, Rose stepped into the car, her expression shifting instantly from student to business mode. “Let’s go to Apex Litigation Groups, brother Luthor,” she instructed. Luthor nodded, pulling into traffic without hesitation. The night before, after Nancy
When they reached the top floor—the executive level where the Chairman’s office was located—Gregory pushed the door open with respectful precision. Rose entered first, her gaze sweeping across the spacious, immaculate office. Most of the décor still reflected the previous Chairman’s taste, yet she i
At Ashmore Legal Groups, morning broke like a slap to the face. The partners were gathered in the glass conference room overlooking downtown—an intimidating space ordinarily filled with confident voices, sharp debate, and unshakeable certainty. But today, tension wrapped around them like a constric
On the drive back to Glassrose Mansion, Rose leaned her head against the car window, quietly watching the city lights slide past. Her posture was relaxed, but Luthor caught her reflection in the rearview mirror and knew better—she was exhausted, even if she refused to show it. Rose, meanwhile, was







