ログインThe following afternoon, Rose made an unexpected visit to Nicholas's company, marking the first time she had ever come to see him at his Dynamite Corporation. The receptionist had barely finished informing Nicholas's assistant that a young woman was asking to see him before the message reached his
Rose stopped. She hated that his words were already stirring the questions she had spent the past few days trying to ignore. Her feelings for Alex were enough to make her trust him, and she knew she shouldn't allow the words of a stranger to make her doubt him. Yet she couldn't shake the strange f
Two days later, Rose found herself accompanying Frank to a place she had never heard him mention before. The club stood behind an imposing set of iron gates on the quieter side of the city, far from the crowded streets and ordinary social clubs. It was an exclusive establishment founded decades ag
Over the following days, she remained at King Mansion while she recovered. She worked from her room, attended meetings virtually with Nancy and complained whenever Alex reminded her to rest. Yet during those quiet days, Rose's mind still kept wandering back to the attack that had caused her. Ale
Rose 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
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
Luthor’s head snapped toward Rose. “Rose,” he warned quietly, but one look from her silenced him. He sighed under his breath. “You’re impossible,” he muttered, half in disbelief, half in admiration. Evelyn froze mid-step, her expression hardened as she turned to look at Rose. “Excuse me? That’s not
The tension that lingered after the heated exchange between Rose and Jerry was sharp enough to cut through the polished air. For a brief moment, silence reigned—heavy, uncomfortable, and taut. Mr. Grant, sensing the atmosphere slipping beyond professional bounds, raised his hand calmly. “That’s eno







