LOGINOut of all the dresses Franklin had picked out with Scarlet, Cassie somehow chose the exact same design Scarlet had fallen in love with, the only difference being a subtle variation in color and detailing that made each of them stand out in their own way.Cassie’s dress flowed over her like liquid emerald silk, hugging her figure just enough to highlight her shape without being excessive, before cascading into a dramatic train that followed her every step.The plunging neckline was bold but balanced by the low back, with delicate straps that shimmered under the golden lighting, catching attention effortless rather than forced.Around her neck, an emerald necklace tied everything together, perfectly matched with her other accessories, giving her a presence that felt both refined and impossible to ignore.Scarlet’s gown mirrored the same silhouette, but hers came in a deep, striking crimson, radiating confidence with every movement she made. The thigh-high slit added a daring edge, whil
“Does Mr. Roth have a twin brother?”The question came from Raymond Carter, an investment banker who clearly enjoyed being the first to notice things others hadn’t fully processed yet, his fiancée standing neatly at his side as both of them stared in open curiosity.All attention shifted toward Franklin.Dressed in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, he stood with an ease that made the room feel smaller around him, and even though Frederick was wearing something almost identical, the resemblance between them didn’t hit as sharply as it used to.They still looked alike, still carried the same striking features that made people look twice, but something about Franklin felt more defined, more grounded, like he had stepped fully into himself in a way Frederick hadn’t quite managed.“They have to be twins,” Andre muttered under his breath, while Liyah nodded beside him, both of them quietly taking in the c
Franklin had a feeling about the box, and it wasn’t a good one, not because he thought it held anything dangerous, but because he worried deeply about how Cassie would react to whatever was inside it.It could stir up emotions strong enough to ruin the mood before such an important night.“Let’s open it after the party,” he said, keeping his tone light but intentional.Cassie smiled immediately, like she had already expected that answer. “That’s exactly what I thought,” she replied, her eyes softening before a playful spark slipped in. “But tell me something… did you get me a dress?”Franklin let out a quiet laugh, shaking his head as he looked at her, wondering how she could even ask that when her closet alone could rival a high-end boutique, filled with outfits she hadn’t even had the chance to wear yet.Still, he had gone ahead and gotten her something anyway, mostly because Scar
Ever since her divorce, Cassie had grown used to handling everything on her own, building her life piece by piece without leaning on anyone, making decisions independently because she had no other choice, but now things were different in a way she couldn’t ignore.She was married again, and even though she was more than capable of continuing the same way she always had, there was a quiet part of her that no longer wanted to carry everything alone.She looked at the box for a moment longer before shaking her head gently. “No,” she said, her voice calm but firm. “I want my husband to be there before I open it. Thank you, Mom and Dad.”Corrine nodded, a subtle sense of relief passing through her expression as she accepted that decision, though the concern in her eyes didn’t completely fade.No matter how things appeared on the surface, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Frederick might end up telling Sienna everythi
Frederick reacted almost instantly, moving toward his daughter with urgency written all over him, his focus locked on Rose as he tried to close the distance between them, but just as he got close enough to reach her, Cassie rose to her feet and walked away, creating a distance between them in a way that wasn’t loud or aggressive, yet still impossible to ignore.That single action created a clear boundary, one that forced Frederick to stop short, and for a brief moment, something unfamiliar and hollow settled deep in his chest, like he had just been quietly shut out of a space he once belonged in.Still, he pushed past that feeling, softening his expression as he looked down at Rose and spoke gently, determined not to let anything else upset her.“Sweetheart, I would never send you to a boarding house, okay?” he said, his voice steady and reassuring, the kind that used to calm her instantly. “Wherever I am, that’s where you’ll
Frederick ended the call so fast it almost felt like he was trying to cut off more than just the conversation, his hand tightening slightly around his phone before he lowered it and turned toward Sienna, his expression guarded.“How long have you been standing there?” he asked, his tone sharper than usual, carrying an edge of unease he couldn’t quite hide.“I just got here,” Sienna replied, though her eyes lingered on his face like she was trying to read everything he wasn’t saying. “But I definitely heard you say you made a mistake, so don’t brush me off. What’s going on?”Frederick shook his head almost immediately, like he had already decided there was no version of this conversation he was willing to have. “It’s nothing,” he said, forcing his voice to stay even. “Dad is doing better now, so we’ll be able to go home soon.”Sienna didn’t respond right a
Somewhere high above Washington, DC, a helicopter cut through the sky and descended onto the rooftop of a world-class medical laboratory.The sound of the blades echoed across the concrete helipad as the aircraft settled, powerful and precise, like it belonged there.Cassie’s heart was pounding eve
Franklin’s voice held something Nathaniel wasn’t used to hearing from him, real concern. Not the sarcastic nor the commanding Alpha tone, and not the careless charm Franklin used on everyone else. No, this time it was genuine, and it made Nathaniel uneasy.For a moment, Nathaniel wondered if he had
“I wanted to take you to meet my parents,” Nathaniel admitted, his voice low and sincere, carrying a warmth that felt completely out of place in the cold, overly bright laboratory.The smell of disinfectant hung in the air, machines hummed softly in the background, and yet the way he looke
Everyone feared Franklin Roth. People trembled when he entered a room, executives stuttered, seasoned negotiators folded.So Tristan couldn’t understand it. Why Miss Munroe, of all people, stood there unbothered, arms crossed, not even blinking at his father’s presence.“Dad,” Tristan whispered lou







