ANMELDENWhat kind of mother are you, Beatrice?" Grace suddenly stood up, unable to hold back her anger any longer. "How can you make Rose feel guilty for something she didn't do?" She asked as her sharp gaze landed on Beatrice before she continued. "If Rose is supposed to protect Sophia, then who is suppo
Donna’s expression remained unreadable as she sat at the head of the long ancestral table. The atmosphere inside the Gray family home had grown heavy and tight enough to suffocate. To the extent everyone could feel it. Beatrice had already thrown her accusations. Rose had calmly defended herself.
"But think about it carefully. How could Rose disappear so conveniently? And why did Sophia end up in her place if she wasn't invited?" Lucy shook her head. "There are too many coincidences." Grace was so angry that she almost laughed. "So because there are coincidences, you immediately assume Ros
Gray ancestral home had never felt this oppressive before. The spacious hall was brightly lit, yet the atmosphere was so tense that even the servants moved carefully, afraid to make the slightest noise. The main branch of the Gray family had gathered. Although no one dared to speak carelessly but
Before he could respond, the office door opened. Beatrice walked in hurriedly. The moment she saw him, she asked anxiously, "How was it? Did you find out anything?" William looked up at her. For some reason, seeing Beatrice's anxious face stressed him more. He suddenly remembered the investigati
Rose looked down at the caller ID. William. A playful smile slowly appeared on her lips. "Interesting." Emma immediately understood. "He must be suspicious." "Of course he is." Rose calmly picked up her teacup and took a sip. Then she answered the call. "Father." Her voice was soft and s
After stepping out of Teacher Lopez’s office, Rose took a deep breath. The conversation had gone far better than she expected. As she walked down the hallway, the soft buzz of her cellphone vibrated in her skirt pocket. She reached for it, her brows slightly furrowing when she saw an unfamiliar nu
When he left, Rose turned toward Maya with a light smile, her tone relaxed but deliberate. “So… what do you think of the place, Aunty?” Maya glanced around again, visibly overwhelmed. “It’s beautiful. Very elegant. But I don’t understand, Rose… why did you bring us here? Is this because of what yo
The warm clink of cutlery and the subtle hum of conversation filled the restaurant’s lavish VIP section. Luthor sat beside Rose, unusually quiet, his eyes flicking back and forth between his cheerful mother and the woman who had orchestrated all of this. Unable to hold back any longer, he leaned a
The moment Rose stepped into the senior department, heads turned. She walked with the poise of a queen, her expression composed, her uniform neat. The sunlight from the tall windows caught in her dark hair, giving her an almost cinematic glow. Whispers rippled down the hallway before she even reac







