Se connecterHer voice returned to its usual calmness. “Then I suppose that's a fair reason.” Only then did the subtle tension around Henry ease slightly. "Reading." She finally answered. "What else?" Henry asked with a smile. "Studying." Henry blinked. "And after that?" Rose tilted her head. "More reading
The meeting was scheduled for early afternoon. A private floor inside one of John's luxury hotels had been reserved exclusively for the occasion. Everything had been arranged carefully. Rose arrived first. She stepped out of the elevator dressed simply yet elegantly, immediately attracting attent
The next morning, Henry sat inside his apartment with an ice pack pressed against the side of his head. The injury he had suffered at the hotel had mostly healed, but the memory remained painfully fresh. Every time he looked in the mirror, he was reminded of what had happened. The failed plan, A
Inside were several names, several plans she had made to change the future waiting for her. Her gaze stopped on one name. Henry. A cold smile slowly appeared on her face. In her previous life, she had never been given the chance to fight back. This time, she intended to give him every opportun
Beatrice had just finished discussing the upcoming etiquette lessons for Sophia when Rose suddenly spoke. “Actually, there's something I'd like to ask, mother.” Beatrice looked up from her teacup. “What is it?” Rose hesitated for a moment before speaking casually. “I'd like to meet this Henry
Victor's jaw clenched. That only made the situation worse. Everyone can tell, including the servants that he had lost the challenge to Rose. “That wench…..” Victor was about to curse at Rose but was stopped midway by William. “That's enough from you Victor." He said before he turned to look at Ros
“Is that everything you’ll be purchasing, ma’am? I’d like to go and prepare all the necessary documents,” the salesman asked impatiently, his voice trembling slightly from both excitement and nerves. He was desperate to finalize the deal and secure his commission. “No,” Rose replied calmly, turnin
Luthor’s head snapped toward Rose. “Rose,” he warned quietly, but one look from her silenced him. He sighed under his breath. “You’re impossible,” he muttered, half in disbelief, half in admiration. Evelyn froze mid-step, her expression hardened as she turned to look at Rose. “Excuse me? That’s not
The tension that lingered after the heated exchange between Rose and Jerry was sharp enough to cut through the polished air. For a brief moment, silence reigned—heavy, uncomfortable, and taut. Mr. Grant, sensing the atmosphere slipping beyond professional bounds, raised his hand calmly. “That’s eno
The next morning, the air was still, serene—until Paige drew open the thick velvet curtains in Rose’s room. The sudden flood of sunlight made Rose groan as she buried her face into the pillow. “Auntie……” she mumbled in a sleepy voice, “why must you always do this?” “Because our lazy young miss w







