Theresa eyebrows raised and her eyes widened when she heard Rose. She quietly stared at her with disbelief evident on her wrinkled face when she processed Rose's unbelievable remark which stunned her. ‘Is this some kind of joke or trick?’ She wondered. If only she didn't know her, she would have thought Rose was a spy and was working for her rivals at the mall. She had heard a similar thing like this in the past about someone offering to invest in her stall. However, it was because she was really careful and calmly thought about the offer. If she hadn't overthink about the offer and immediately accepted it on the spot it was offered to her, she would have fallen into a deep trap back then. Normally, Theresa wasn't the kind to quickly trust people easily, but she took a liking to Rose the moment she set her eyes on her. In the recent weeks, Theresa had been receiving several business calls from her rivals who were each asking the same thing from her and it was for her to sell her
"I'm being realistic to the situation here, Rose. This is the second time you're meeting me and it's also the first time you've been to my stall. And during the thirty minutes you spent at my stall, there haven't been any other customers walking through since we stepped in and out of there. Honestly speaking, you're the very first person to ever buy and patronize us in weeks which I'm very grateful for. But the fact clearly states that we aren't making enough sales as it should have been. Moreover, you've walked past many clothing stores and there's even a clothing store that is directly opposite my stall which is three times larger and more profitable than my stall, yet you chose to invest in my own stall.” Theresa pointed out the fact that made Rose's action a bit suspicious and very unbelievable. Rose nodded her head at Theresa's remark as she leaned back on the couch. “You’ve made a really good point, Mrs. Clark. And I surely wouldn't argue with the fact that what you stated is t
“I thought you said you wanted to be business partners and you have already proven to us that you're really serious. Therefore, I will gratefully return the gesture since you've put your complete trust in me. As business partners, whatever profit is made from the business would be splitted equally between both parties.” Theresa declared, while smiling broadly at Rose. Theresa's heart had been moved by Rose's kind gesture. The money Rose wanted to invest was enough to buy ten of her clothing stores but instead she had chosen to invest it on her. She had just met this little girl yesterday and she was already doing her this big favor. Never had she thought that her business which she was on the verge of losing would be saved by the investment she would be receiving from a little girl. But that aside, Rose also doesn't have the intention of interfering with the business management procedure and she wasn't bothered about making it official as well. She was just merely putting her trust
Since he hadn't gone far, it was easy for him to take a turn back to where he had left Rose standing. When he got to where he left Rose, he raised his brow when he didn't see her, not until he saw her walking out of a shop. He noticed she had a small bag in her hand as she walked towards his cab which she had noticed when she walked out of the store. A frown graced Rose's face as she opened the car door and slammed it behind her after entering the cab. “Miss, please be careful with the car door.” Luthor spoke after she sat down. " I will pay for damages if that's what you want.” Rose coldly replied. Luthor swallowed knowing that she was upset because of the way he treated her and left her like that. But he couldn't help it, she was a real troublesome girl in a unique way and he wasn't sure if he would be sane if he had to deal with her today as well. “Take me to the Anderson residence.” She requested. "Alright,” Luthor nodded his head and drove away. From time to time, he
“Young Miss, we are here." He announced to Rose who had her headphones on her head as leaned back on the seat to rest properly with her eyes closed like she was sleeping.. “Thank you." She said after opening her eyes. She paid Luthor his money and left a huge tip as well. She didn't wait for Luthor to say anything and alighted the cab and walked to the Gray mansion gate. “She must be in a really bad mood." Luthor muttered as he stared at her disappearing figure before driving off. Rose told Paige not to bring any snacks since she didn't need anything before she headed to her room. She made sure to lock the door behind her, dropping her bag on the couch and dragged her body to the bed. She removed her shoes before flopping on the bed and dozed off to sleep immediately she fell on the soft bed. “Let's get some peaceful sleep before night falls." She mumbled to herself. She was already aware that sleeping at night was forbidden for her unless she wanted to be traumatized by her past
***************Friday morning, which was the last day of the first week that Rose had started her new school.Rose did her normal daily routine, which was going to school with Sophia.“Sophia, when did our father say he'd be returning?" Rose suddenly asked in the car. Sophia turned to look at her older sister for a few seconds before replying. "Well, he was supposed to arrive this sunday but he later chose to come by monday because of his flight schedule. Why are you asking?” “Nothing. I just miss that's all." Rose shook her head and gave Sophia a sweet smile.Sophia wasn't focused on the smile to see how half-cold and half-dry it was. She was just focused on the fact that Rose looked more beautiful when she smiled.‘I still have three days left.’ Rose thought in her mind.‘Crazy bitch! I wish I could wipe that smile off your face.’ Sophia cursed in her mind, watching how Rose returned her gaze to the book in her hand.Finally, when they arrived at school. Rose departed with Sophia
These past three days that she had been visiting the Anderson residence, she had always met different types of security guards and none of them were willing to let her in. This time around it was another different security guard she met again with no luck. Well, she already expected little hope of seeing anyone today so she headed back to where Luthor was waiting for her.“Do you mind if I ask why you keep coming here everyday, young Miss?" Luthor asked as he drove gently on the highway.Rose glanced at Luthor for a few seconds. "Because the Anderson family are my extended relatives but I'm not sure if they know about me." She replied, not bothering to hide the truth from Luthor. After all, she knew him more than he knew himself.Luthor's eyes widened. He knew that the young miss he had been driving for the past three days was from the popular Gray family because he dropped her off in front of the Gray mansion but he didn't know that she had a relationship with the Anderson family as
"Did you hear that part when I said I came to personally drag you out?” Chris remarked as he stood up from his seat. “Only you?" He paused when he heard Alex's question. He knew what Alex meant because he was looking down at him and asking him if he was capable of dragging him away. “Damn it! How dare you look down on me?" Chris groaned and moved closer to Alex's desk. Without hesitation, he grabbed the file that Alex was going through and started making his way to the door. “If you're interested in finishing your work, come and get your file from me.” Chris said and walked out of the office. He knew he was being petty and acting like a child but he had in this case because of Alex. A dangerous and terrifying aura emitted from Alex as he watched Chris walk out of his office. Without saying anything, he stood up from his seat and grabbed his coat before also walking out of the office. He knew Chris would not let go of the file he took which was important to him unless he went with
However, amidst their yelling, Karen wasn’t done. “Let's not pretend you’re here because you care about my Rose. I don't care much about high society but I have enough information to know that you and Beatrice are never friends and you just proved me right. You saw a chance to use my Rose to humiliate Beatrice in public. But the truth is—Beatrice doesn’t even see you as a rival. You’re not a threat to her. You’re just a footnote.” That did it. Even though Karen didn't like Beatrice, she had to use her as a weapon to damage Margret. And it was true in some ways, Beatrice never saw Margaret as a rival and that was why she left her off. Beatrice is more cunning and has better things to do than Margret. On the other hand, Margaret’s face turned red, her voice rising. “You arrogant little—! Who the hell do you think you are to speak to me like that?!” “I’m someone you should’ve never insulted,” Karen replied coolly. “Especially not in front of witnesses.” “You're such a bitch! You even
Karen returned with graceful steps, wiping her hands with a silk handkerchief as she approached the table—only to stop mid-step at the sight before her. Three women, overdressed and oozing fake charm, surrounded Rose, who looked irritated and uncomfortable. Karen’s expression hardened immediately. “Is there a problem here?” Karen asked smoothly as she walked up to the table, though her voice was laced with sharpness. Margaret immediately changed her facial expression as she turned without even bothering to look properly. “Oh, relax. We’re just having a friendly chat. Nothing that concerns—” She paused, eyes scanning Karen lazily. Then scoffed. “Oh. You’re the lady that was with her earlier?” Margaret blinked, her voice condescending. “How… quaint. Let me guess—you’re her assistant or... manager?” Rose blinked, trying not to laugh. It was obvious now that these women were actually dumb. Even if Karen is not well known amongst the high socialist thanks to the fact that she lives t
From across the room, Margaret Pezz had been watching like a hawk. Dressed in an ivory designer set and dripping in gold jewelry, Margaret whispered something to her friends, eyes gleaming. With Karen out of the way, it was time to make her move. She strutted over, her heels clicking arrogantly against the marble. Two overdressed women followed her like loyal shadows. “Roseline, darling!” Margaret said with feigned delight, placing a hand on the back of Rose’s chair as if they were long-lost friends. “I couldn’t believe it was you! You look absolutely radiant in person.” Rose looked up slowly from the food menu she was still checking out, expression unreadable. “Do I know you?” Margaret laughed, her voice grating. “Oh, we haven’t officially met. I’m Margaret Pezz—a very close friend of Beatrice, your stepmother.” The moment she said Beatrice’s name, Rose’s expression soured. Margaret noticed and quickly backtracked, playing both sides. “But honestly dear, I never liked the way
The morning sunlight streamed through the large windows of the Anderson estate, bathing the grand dining hall in a warm glow. Rose sat at the breakfast table, quietly sipping her tea as Anne and Karen conversed about an upcoming events. "You should get some fresh air today," Anne suggested, eyeing Rose over her cup of coffee. Karen nodded in agreement. "Actually, I was thinking of taking her out. Just a small outing—maybe some shopping, a café stop. What do you think, Rose?" Rose blinked, caught off guard. "Shopping?" "Yes," Karen said with a small smile. "You could use a few new things, and a change of scenery might be nice." Rose hesitated. She wasn’t exactly the type to enjoy aimless shopping trips at the moment, but the way Anne and Karen were looking at her told her this was more than just a casual suggestion. It was their way of trying to spend time with her. And truthfully, a part of her was beginning to appreciate the warmth they offered. "Alright," she finally agreed.
Later that evening, Rose wandered through the grand hallways of the Anderson estate, her footsteps light against the polished floors. She wasn’t sure what had compelled her to leave the comfort of her room, but something about the quiet atmosphere of the night made her restless. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of her grandfather's study. Hesitating for only a moment, she knocked lightly. "Come in," came the deep, commanding voice from inside. Rose pushed the door open and stepped inside, finding Frank seated at a massive mahogany desk, a glass of whiskey beside him. The dim lighting cast long shadows across the shelves lined with books and relics of the past. "Couldn't sleep?" he asked, not looking up as he finished scribbling on a document. "Something like that," Rose admitted, stepping closer. Frank gestured to the chair across from him. "Sit." She did, expecting the usual quiet company they sometimes shared. But instead of returning to his work, Frank pulled o
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch, studied her granddaughter with sharp yet affectionate eyes. "Are you comfortable, dear?" Rose glanced up from her book. "Yes, Grandmother. More comfortable than I expected to be." A rare, approving smile graced Anne's lips. "Good. You should feel at home here." Before Rose could respond, Karen entered the room, her heels clicking against the marble floor. "Ah, perfect. You're both here," she said, taking a seat across from Rose. Anne arched her brow. "You sound suspiciously excited. What are you up to, my dear?" Karen smirked, “Yes, I'm excited, mother because I have some nice news for Rose.” she said then turned to Rose. "I had a little chat with Headmistress Moore this morning. She ag
Dinner continued with casual conversation, and despite how formal the Anderson household could seem, the atmosphere wasn’t tense. After finishing her meal, Rose excused herself, but before she could leave, Leo grabbed her wrist. "Where are you going?" Rose gave him a pointed look. "To see Grandfather." Leo blinked in surprise but quickly masked it. He let go of her wrist and shrugged. "Suit yourself. Just don’t stay up too late." Rose shook her head and walked off. However, she didn't head straight to meet Frank, she made a quick stop at the kitchen. Frank’s study was dimly lit, the faint scent of aged paper and cedarwood clinging to the air. He sat behind his desk, flipping through a thick folder of documents. A soft knock echoed through the room. “Come in,” Frank’s voice called out, calm but firm. The door opened and Rose stepped inside, carrying a polished tray with a single porcelain teacup. She closed the door behind her with a quiet click. Frank looked up and paused, ey
“What’s going on here?” Rose’s voice was calm but firm as she stepped forward, her sharp gaze sweeping over the tension-filled scene. She had spotted the standoff the moment she entered the stall. Sandra turned to her, arms crossed. “Oh, perfect timing. This girl thinks staring at a snack means she owns it.” The girl scoffed when she heard Sandra’s explanation. “And this girl thinks she can just take whatever she wants.” The vendor, seeing Rose enter the conversation, looked relieved. “Miss, maybe you can help settle this?” Rose exhaled, her gaze flickering between them before settling on the other girl with calm finality. “If you really wanted it, you should have asked the vendor to hold it for you. Since you didn’t, I don’t see why this is even an argument.” The girl frowned, seemingly unprepared for someone to shut down the situation with pure logic instead of fueling the fight. One of her friends stepped up, opening her mouth to say something, but Rose’s voice cut through th
After finishing their meal, the group began heading back to their private room when Sandra suddenly stopped. “You guys go ahead. Kehlani and I need to grab something real quick.” Kaleb raised a brow at her. “What is it?” “A snack I saw earlier,” Sandra replied, waving him off. “It won’t take long.” Austin sighed but didn’t argue. “Fine, just don’t get into trouble.” Leo glanced at Rose, but before he could say anything, she spoke first. “I’ll catch up with you. I want to check something at the next stall too.” Leo narrowed his eyes but didn’t question her, since he knew she wouldn’t tell him what it was. “Are you sure you don't want me to come along? The last thing I need is you getting lost.” He asked which earned him a glare from Rose. “I will be fine without you. And I will also catch up with both Sandra and Kehlani, ” She replied. Seeing that she wouldn’t let him go with her, he finally relented. “Don’t take too long.” With that, the three boys walked off, leaving the girl