LOGIN“I didn’t realize my being a little late would upset everyone this much,” she continued, her eyes lowering slightly. “Next time, I’ll make sure not to inconvenience anyone… especially over something so small.” The words were light, polite. Yet they landed heavily. Clara and Helena’s expressions
By the time they arrived at the Gray Ancestral Home, the atmosphere had already shifted. Eric stepped out and opened the door for Rose again. She stepped out gracefully. Her expression instantly returned to neutral. Composed and distant. “Wait for me,” she said. “Yes, Miss Rose.” Inside, t
The rest of the day passed quietly for Rose. She stayed in her room, occasionally going through a few documents Emma had sent her, but mostly… she rested. Her hand still hurt slightly, the faint bruises on her wrist a reminder of what had happened at Brooks Hotel. And yet, her mind wasn’t on
By the time they returned to Glassrose Manor, the sun had already begun to dip, casting a soft golden glow across the driveway. The car came to a smooth stop. For a moment, no one spoke as Rose just quietly stared outside the window lost in her thoughts for a while. After a few minutes, she unbuc
After the manager left, silence returned. This time, it was heavier. The Chairman looked at Luthor, then at Rose as realization hit him fully. “…You’re the son,” he said slowly. Luthor didn’t respond. The Chairman sighed deeply. “We… made a mistake.” He stood up. “I apologize.” It wasn’t just
Within minutes, the general manager was brought into the room. He was a middle-aged man, who was well-dressed and looked confident. At least, at first. Luthor immediately recognized him because he had seen him, the time when Luthor went to beg for his father's release. “Sir, you called for me?” h
The next morning after she was done eating, Rose turned to look at Luthor. “I'll be driving myself to school today, Brother Luthor?" She said casually. Luthor frowned slightly. “Are you sure? I can—” “I’m sure,” she cut in gently, a small smile curving her lips. “I’ll just appreciate it if you c
Bradley hissed in frustration because he didn’t want Branson to find out about Bryan’s predicament. However, it was still somewhat favorable since Branson hadn’t discovered the existence of the video footage. “You don’t have to be disappointed, Bradley. I know you tried to keep this from me, but y
The glass doors of the meeting room slid shut behind Alex with a soft hiss. The representatives from the other company were still bowing and exchanging polite farewells when Alex turned and walked away without a backward glance He adjusted the cuff of his sleeve as he walked down the executive cor
“You fucking Byers are all the same—always acting like you own the world,” John scowled, glaring at Bradley with open disdain. “What did you just say?!” Bradley demanded, his face twisting into an ugly frown. “Listen, old man. I’m done listening to your bullshit,” John snapped coldly. “This hote







