LOGINShe froze for a moment as she stared at the blood, her mind struggling to process what she had just witnessed. Another gunshot rang out. Her heart pounded as fear finally took hold. These people weren't trying to scare them. They were willing to kill. Another guard attempted to call for assistanc
"I…..I didn't know," he stammered. "I swear, I didn't know it was you." "That doesn't change the result." The executive immediately dropped to his knees. "Please." The leader looked down at him without sympathy. "I trusted you to do one simple thing, and you failed." "I can fix it," the executiv
Meanwhile, somewhere in Seattle at a luxurious bar. A man sat alone at a bar, staring into the glass of whiskey in his hand. He was none other than the former top executives at Black corporation who had lost his job two months ago. Once a respected figure within the company, he now spent his days d
Rose entered the mansion with her handbag over one shoulder, still thinking about everything that had happened at Alex's villa. Her mind was crowded with questions, and whenever she remembered the kisses they had shared, her cheeks warmed despite her efforts to remain composed. She was so distracte
Eventually, Rose put the tablet aside. Alex looked at her. "Are you alright?" She nodded, though her thoughts were moving too quickly for her to answer immediately. Then, before she could reconsider, she leaned forward and kissed him. Alex went completely still. For a fraction of a second, he se
She looked directly at him. "Can you tell me more about myself? You said we were together, but I don't remember you. I don't remember our relationship or anything about the life we shared. I want to understand what happened to me. Why can't I remember anything?" Alex remained quiet for a moment bef
Michelle instantly rose from her seat when Rose and Nancy walked out of the office at the same time. “Is there anything I can help you with, Chairwoman Rose and President Nancy?” she asked politely, her professional smile perfectly composed on her gentle face. “There’s no need, Miss Fester. The Ch
Together, they stepped out into the bright afternoon light, but before they reached where the car was parked, Luthor spoke under his breath. “You recognized her, didn’t you?” Rose’s steps didn’t falter. “No.” Luthor gave her a sideways glance. “Really?” “She’s irrelevant,” Rose said, her tone coo
Rose sat quietly as they waited for their order to arrive. The air between the three of them lingered in awkward silence. She leaned back in her seat, her gaze shifting toward Simon, who had his eyes fixed on the table like a kid caught doing something wrong. “So,” Rose began lightly, crossing her
“I need information,” she replied. “I want you to find out everything you can about someone. I can't access this on my own.” The person Rose was referring to was none other than Henry. In her past life, Rose had known very little about him—about who he truly was or the kind of life he had lived be







