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,
Rose stood silently, her arms relaxed at her sides, watching with a detached calm as her stepsister floundered. She didn’t lift a finger to defend herself, nor did she try to stop Sophia from talking. Why should she? Sophia was digging her own grave. Sophia’s words grew more desperate, her voice s
“I came here today to have all my funds withdrawn from the bank. That’s why I need to meet her—she’s my account manager,” Rose revealed to Clara, her tone firm and her expression unreadable. However, it was all an act—an intentional display to fool Clara into believing she meant every word she sai
Meanwhile, at the Gray corporation. The atmosphere inside the Gray Corporation offices was suffocating. William sat behind his massive mahogany desk, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened, eyes fixed on the endless stack of files before him. His pen scratched across paper after paper, the sound sharp in
At the mention of her mother, Rose’s eyes went cold. Her grip around the cup tightened until knuckles blanched; she forced herself not to fling it at him. Her gaze never left Victor, and for a heartbeat her thoughts ran dark and precise — a dozen ruthless ways to make him pay. If looks could kill, V







