Se connecterBecause she realized how much Rose had suffered silently and she hadn't noticed. Donna closed her eyes briefly. "When did you become like this?" Rose smiled faintly. "I'm not sure." Donna looked at her granddaughter. Rose was still a teenager, yet sometimes, the loneliness in her eyes felt older
Inside the study room, Donna sat quietly on the couch, her expression darker than Rose had seen in a long time. For a few moments, neither of them spoke as David placed the cup of tea in front of the two women. Rose sat calmly on the other sofa next to her while Donna stared at her, her sharp eyes
Beatrice looked at him in surprise. She hadn't expected William to speak up for her, especially not after their argument earlier. William rubbed his forehead. "I investigated Henry beforehand. His family background is excellent, his reputation is good and his personality is outstanding. So I didn'
What 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
“Good,” Donna replied, though her eyes softened a little. “But since you’re curious, I’ll tell you. Consider it a lesson in discipline.” She leaned back in her chair, fingers interlaced, and looked toward the closed office door. “Rose is family, yes. She is one of the reasons I came to Los Angeles
“Head to the restaurant. Now.” “Yes, sir,” the driver replied immediately, changing lanes with sharp precision. Alex leaned back, gaze fixed on the passing cityscape, though he wasn’t really seeing anything. His mind was replaying Derek’s report, every detail, every movement of Rose’s. She was
The car was quiet at first. Luthor kept glancing sideways at Rose through the rearview mirror. She was doing that thing where she pretended she was “awake,” but in reality her eyes were one blink away from shutting down permanently. She sat stiffly, chin propped on her palm, the dark circles under
Not wanting to appear defeated by his niece’s words, Adrian swallowed his anger and forced a humorless laugh. “You’ve got Ruby’s sharp tongue, Rosy,” he said, the nickname twisting slightly on her nerves. “Don’t bring that name up here, Adrian,” William’s voice cut through, cold and dangerous. Eve







