ログインSomething changed in his expression, subtle but noticeable to those watching closely, enough for Derek behind him to pick up on it and for Cobra to react without fully understanding why. Alex stepped forward, slow and controlled, while Zane’s men instinctively raised their weapons higher. “Stop ri
The footsteps kept coming, growing louder with each second, accompanied by distant crashes and the sound of something being forced open outside. It was clear now that something was unfolding beyond the warehouse walls. Each step echoed against the concrete, sharp and deliberate, like a countdown th
The words dropped heavily into the room. Alissa froze. “Impossible…?” Her voice came out small and fragile. Zane glanced at her briefly before looking back at Rose. “Someone brought her to us and paid for this job,” he continued. “She was the one who gave us details, schedule, everything.” Ali
Rose on the other hand, remained where she was, composed, her posture relaxed in a way that didn’t match the situation at all. Beside her, Alissa sat stiffly, still shaken. Her hands were clenched together, but she leaned ever so slightly toward Rose, as if grounding herself in her presence. A f
The ropes fell away from Rose and Alissa's wrists with a soft thud against the cold concrete floor. For a brief second, the entire warehouse seemed to go still. Zane stood a few steps away, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other loosely gesturing as his men stepped back after obeying his order.
The door opened and both girls turned to the direction. Rose’s head lifted slightly at the sound. Her eyes immediately locked onto the new figure stepping in. And for the first time since she woke up, she paused. Cobra on the other hand froze, then his eyes widened slightly. “…You’ve got to be kidd
The ride was silent at first. Inside the car, the hum of the engine filled the quiet that neither Rose nor Luthor seemed eager to break. Evelyn sat at the back beside Rose, her posture stiff, eyes focused on the passing city outside. Halfway through the drive, Rose spoke quietly, “Brother Luthor,
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
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







