All Chapters of Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress : Chapter 411 - Chapter 415

The evening air around the Anderson estate carried a familiar warmth, wrapping the grand halls in a comfortable embrace as the family gathered for dinner. In the spacious yet intimate dining room, the soft clinking of silverware mixed with the low hum of conversation, creating a scene that felt both lively and serene.Rose sat between Leo and Karen, both of whom had been trading witty remarks since the meal began, occasionally drawing Anne into their banter. Across the table, Julian, who had arrived earlier, was deep in an easy conversation with Frank, his tone relaxed and jovial.Only Rose and Nicholas remained quiet.Rose, though reserved, politely responded whenever Karen directed a question her way. Yet her attention drifted now and then to Nicholas, stealing a glance at him. His unexpected appearance at dinner had caught her off guard. She had asked about him earlier in the day, but Karen hadn’t mentioned that he would be joining them tonight.As she pondered, Julian’s teasing vo

“What are you doing out here?” Nicholas’s calm voice drifted through the dark.Startled by the sudden voice behind her, Rose snapped out of her thoughts. She turned and blinked. Relief crossed her face when she saw it was just him. “It’s you, cousin.” Nicholas said nothing and just continued staring at Rose like he was waiting for an answer to his question.Realizing what Nicholas stare meant, Rose finally opened her mouth to speak. “ I'm out here because I couldn't sleep,” she said with a tired smile. “I needed air.”Nicholas walked over and sat beside her without a word. The silence between them wasn’t awkward—it was natural.“Didn’t expect to see you here,” she added.“Same,” he said. “I came out to clear my head.”“It's really a nice night to clear your night.” Rose commented, making Nicholas turn to look at her. “You shouldn't be staying out late. It's cold.” Nicholas said which earned him a small smirk from her.“How about you just let me enjoy this night rather than scolding

……………….The tension in the boardroom was thick—quiet, coiled, and waiting to snap.Twelve men sat around the long glass table. Most of them were seasoned executives, used to pressure, used to dominance. But today, none of them spoke above a whisper. Their eyes kept drifting to the man seated at the head of the table.Alexander King.He hadn’t said a word since walking in. Not like he needed to.His presence alone bent the air in the room. Everyone knew who he was—not just in the business world, but beyond it. No one crossed Alexander King without consequence. Not competitors. Not politicians. Not the ghosts who ran the underground.Today’s meeting was supposed to be routine. A merger proposal. A discussion of assets. Basically a negotiation.But the moment the rival CEO opened his mouth, it all shifted.“We believe,” the man began, mustering a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, “that this merger would benefit both parties—”Alex tilted his head slightly.Just that. The man falte