LOGINVincent leaned back again, completely unconcerned. " Beatrice, you know how dangerous it would be if the Anderson family or the Gray Matriarch finds out about this. So we have to act fast because I'm sure she is also onto something as we speak which is precisely why she shouldn't be around long enou
"You don't understand." "I understand perfectly." Vincent remained completely calm and composed. "Rose isn't just some ordinary girl anymore. I always thought I had that girl under my control, but she managed to slip away, and now she's connected to the Anderson family. She is also..." "She's
The following afternoon, Beatrice arrived at the meeting place alone. She had deliberately chosen somewhere far from the main wealthy districts so that she wouldn't encounter anyone she knew, because the last thing she needed was for someone from her social circle to recognize her speaking to a man
But now, Rose had obtained information that could lead directly back to her. And worse, she had someone helping her. "How much did that brat knows?" Beatrice asked. "I don't know." Sophia shook her head. "I didn't have time to read everything. I only took pictures of the screens." Beatrice's expr
Rose watched her disappear into the distance. A faint crease appeared between her brows. "...Strange." Somehow, Sophia's behavior felt forced. As if she had been startled by something. Rose remained standing in the hallway for another moment, before finally opening her bedroom door and the room gr
Rose followed the maid downstairs in silence, her thoughts still occupied by the unexpected request from William. Neither of them noticed another pair of eyes watching from the second-floor corridor. The moment Rose disappeared downstairs, the corners of Sophia's lips slowly lifted into a faint smi
Their waiter arrived shortly after, handing them both leather-bound menus. They placed their orders — grilled salmon for Mr. Reyes and a plate of lemon herb chicken with roasted vegetables for Rose — along with two glasses of sparkling water. With the formalities out of the way, their conversation
Later That Day – School Library, Quiet Section. The library was quiet, filled only with the faint hum of the air conditioner and the gentle rustle of pages. Most students were at lunch, but Rose remained seated at the far end near the tall arched window, surrounded by opened books and notes. She
The next day. It was still early in the school day, just before the second bell. The halls buzzed faintly with the murmur of students heading to first period, but Victoria wasn't in class. She excused herself with the calm assurance of someone used to moving unnoticed—just a quiet nod and a vague
When Rose stepped back into the classroom, the weight of her discovery still clung to her. Kehlani glanced up from her desk, her eyes sharp. “You look like someone who just clawed something out of a grave,” she murmured. Rose slid into her seat with a sigh. “I might have.” Kehlani leaned closer,







