MasukThe following afternoon, Rose had barely finished reviewing the first batch of files in her office when the phone resting on her desk suddenly vibrated. She casually glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Nicholas. A faint smile immediately appeared on her lips before she reached for the phone an
Nancy placed another document on the desk. "At this pace, we'll continue increasing our influence." Rose nodded thoughtfully before closing the report in her hands. "It still isn't enough." Nancy immediately understood what she meant. "You want your father's seat, Little Rose. " Rose's gaze remai
Nearly a week passed in a blink of an eye and life had gradually settled into a comfortable and familiar routine before any other realized it. Rose divided her days between overseeing Pegasus Corporation, and quietly spending time with Alex whenever their busy schedules allowed. Both of them carrie
... Meanwhile, Inside King Corporation, another conversation was taking place. Derek stood in front of Alex's desk wearing an expression that could only be described as troubled. Alex, on the other hand, calmly continued signing documents as though nothing unusual was happening. Without look
Nancy walked over before taking the seat opposite Rose and placing the tablet on the desk between them. She folded her arms with a playful expression. "You've been avoiding me." Rose blinked innocently. "I've been busy." Nancy laughed. "I know." It was obvious she was enjoying this. At least, she
The Anderson family's grand banquet had come to an end. Rose was unable to return back to Glassrose Manor that night so she stayed at the Anderson Estate in her own personal mansion that both Frank and Anne had built for her and gave to her as a gift that night as well. By the following morning,
That same evening, Alex was in the middle of reviewing documents when his phone vibrated on the desk. One glance at the caller ID made his expression harden—it was the head of the private security team. “Speak,” Alex said coolly as he answered. “Sir,” the bodyguard reported, his tone professional
I don’t understand why you would willingly go through so much trouble just to get my phone number?” Luthor asked curiously, though confusion was evident in his tone as he tried to figure out John’s motive. “You’re hurting my feelings. Perhaps you were hoping to get rid of me easily,” John replied,
Rose drove them straight to the Gray Mansion. At dinner, Beatrice played her role flawlessly—smiling, serving food, asking about everyone’s day. Rose matched her performance with equal grace, answering politely and eating quietly. Sophia’s voice didn’t stop the entire time as the maids set the d
Luthor’s gaze darkened slightly when he heard her. One of the many people who had turned their backs on him. In the past, when his family had fallen overnight, Luthor had reached out to people he trusted and called his friends. People he had laughed with, studied with, rendered help to. However







