Now that he knew that she was the chairwoman or had a connection with the chairman of Azure Prime Property Managements, he can’t afford to offend her in the slightest and as the ones he had in the past he have to make sure she forgives him. Furthermore, he knew that she was the one that asked the company to give him the eviction notice which means he had to beg her to retract her order. “You no longer need the money we owe to save yourself right now, but after this is all done you will continue to send stupid boys to come and wreck our place again for money.” Amelia glared furiously at him. How dare he think he can playsmart with them here? “Of course not, I would keep my words to not your family for money. Besides, young madam has already forgiven us for what happened today.” Cobra replied. “But I never said I forgive you and your men.” Rose suddenly remarked while tilting her head to the side a bit as she looked at Cobra. ‘P-pardon?” He asked, turning his attention from Ame
" You …..” Ax stuttered, unable to think of something to retort back to Amelia. "Is that true?” Cobra asked with a frown on his face as he looked at Ax before turning his attention to look at Byron who was their senior. " Did Ax try to attack the little madam?” He asked. He was completely unaware that Ax had tried to attack either Maya and Rose since that part wasn't included in the story they had told him before coming here. “Yes sir." Byron nodded his head since there was nothing he could hide anymore from Cobra. He had intentionally skipped that part because he was trying to protect Ax but the fool just shot himself in the foot. “How dare you try to go against the order that I gave you guys?!" Cobra questioned Ax with a murderous glint in his eyes. “It's……it's not like that boss……” Ax stuttered again as he felt a heavy pressure from Cobra's glare. "You better have a good reason for disobeying me or else I will permanently break your life. Now you have given me a reason
"I understand what you were talking about." Cobra responded. " Then, I will take that as an agreement, right?” Rose raised a questioning brow at Cobra. Not having a choice but to owe a little girl a favor, Cobra could only swallow his pride and nodded his head at Rose. " Good. Give me your account details.” She requested and unlocked her cellphone. A few minutes later, Rose dropped her phone and looked at Cobra after he gave her his account details. " Done.” She told him and just as she finished speaking Cobra's phone buzzed on the table.The moment Cobra opened the message which was a credit alert from his bank account, his jaw almost dropped to the ground when he saw the amount that was credited to his account.“This…….” He stuttered as he looked at his phone screen. Instead of the eight hundred thousand dollars he had said Maya was owing him, Rose had sent him five million dollars, which was time six the amount he had told them.“What about it? Is it not enough?" Rose asked, n
“The guts you have to dare go against me! You have been too comfortable in the position that was given to you, is that why you feel you can tell me what and what to not do!" Cobra spoke. His entire facial expression and demeanor completely swapped from what he had when Rose was in the office. He glared at where Ax was kneeling down with a murderous expression, it was like he could kill Ax in an instant. He slowly walked to him again and crouched down in front of Ax before wrapping his hand around his neck making him raise his head to look at him. Now, the tackless and rash Ax was replaced with a scared and frightened Ax. " I……I apologize for dis…. disrespecting you, Boss. I was just……saying what could harm us in the future…..” Ax apologized and tried to explain himself. " How competent you are! Did you think I and your two other seniors are too dumb to realize it if there is a danger?” The grip around Ax's neck tightened, almost choking him to death. Ax gasped for air because of t
“Um….. I have already paid off the money you owe those people so you can rest assured that they wouldn't disturb you or your business from now on.” She snapped out her little thought and informed Maya. Maya's eyes widened in surprise when she heard Rose. Originally, when Luthor and Amelia came to announce their presence, she hadn't been patient enough to listen to any explanation and rushed outside to come and see Rose. She turned to look at Luthor and Amelia. "You wouldn't listen when I tried to tell you.” Luthor also added. "R-rose, how…... .how can I repay you for this great assistance you've rendered to us. We just met you for the first time and you're already helping us like this. Thank you, thank you so much." Maya eyes filled with tears she bowed at Rose who frowned at the gesture and quickly lifted Maya's body up. “You don't have to do that. Besides, I have known your son for a couple of days now and he turned out to be a very good and trustworthy youngman. There is only o
“What are you talking about? I will definitely work harder to pay you back the money……” " Stop being stubborn, because you know I'm right. Besides, there is no harm in receiving help from someone powerful once in a while.” Rose suddenly cut him off. Her words suddenly killed Luthor's determination. She was right, he knew he can't pay her all of the money but he wanted to try. However, it seems like even a little girl he had met for only a few days also knew how pathetic he was. Rose raised her head up from the window and glanced at Luthor's expression through the rearview mirror. " But if you so badly want to pay me back I know of a way you can.” She slowly added with the corner of her lips raised. Luthor's expression suddenly brightened when he heard her and quickly turned to look at her. There was a way! " What……" “Please focus on the road!" Before he could finish his sentence, Rose yelled at him to face the road back when she saw how he turned to look at her. Even if she was
He knew Rose wasn't an evil person judging by the days he spent with her. It's just that she seems to be out on a dangerous mission and was ready to use anyone and anything to accomplish that mission. She might look young but he knew she was hiding a secret from everyone but that wasn't his concern as long as she didn't harm him and his family he would continue to see her as a mature young girl. In fact he has been viewing her as a younger sister in his mind, but he was curious about one thing. Why? Why was she helping his family? “Now, now, what is your decision?” Rose suddenly asked. “I will take up your offer to be your personal…..driver. However, I have a question to ask before I fully agree to it.” Luthor finally replied. He needed to satisfy his curiosity and be sure of what he was getting into with Rose. Rose raised a brow when she heard him. What did he want to know? “Alright, I'm listening.” She replied with a nod of her head, wondering what Luthor has to say to her. “Wh
“My question is what do you see in me and my family to keep helping us? I obviously have nothing that someone like you would want, so you must have seen something in either me or my family that you can benefit from. What is your real purpose and mission?” Luthor stated the obvious and asked so that she wouldn’t use something else as an excuse. “Like you said yourself, I don’t render help for free. And you’re about to guess the kind of person that I am, but there is a slight mistake you are making. I’m a business woman and I invest in things that would earn me more money and power in the future. In your case, it might seem like I’m the only one going to benefit from this but you and your family are going to be enjoying the bigger part of it. The benefit I'm earning from helping your family isn’t money.” Rose replied back to him. “Are you investing in my family?” Luthor connected the dots of what she really meant and asked. This just made him even more scared to mess with Rose if his
---The press conference was held at the luxurious Riverview Grand Hotel, a venue known for hosting high-profile events. The large conference room was packed to capacity with journalists, photographers, and reporters from various media, all eager to catch a glimpse of the trending Gray family.As soon as Rose entered the room with William, Beatrice, Victor, and Sophia, the reporters surged forward like a swarm of hungry predators."Roseline Gray, what’s your opinion on the recent video?""Roseline Gray, how do you feel about being attacked by your half-brother Victor Gray?""This isn’t the first time, is it? Why have you stayed silent about the abuse?""Your father didn’t defend you—have you ever resented him for it?""How do you feel about the way your stepmother treats you?""Doesn’t your stepsister Sophia support you either? Do you feel completely isolated?""Roseline Gray, I heard you came back to the country, so what did you do to be beaten up by your step brother?”Question afte
………The next day, Rose dressed carefully for the press conference. She applied a touch of makeup to cover her bruises, though some marks were still visible. She chose a white summer dress, its delicate design giving her an air of fragility.When she descended the stairs, Beatrice was waiting, her irritation evident as Rose had made them for a long time on purpose.“Why are you wearing that? Pick a brighter color! You look better in something cheerful. And put more makeup on!” Beatrice protested as she scanned what Rose was wearing.‘What is she trying to do? Is she trying to look weak on purpose?’ Beatrice fumed internally. ‘This conference is meant to prove the video was false, not the opposite! If anything bad happens to my son, you’ll pay for it!’ she seethed.Rose’s eyes filled with tears as she replied meekly, “Dr. Noah said makeup could cause scarring if applied before my cuts heal. But I thought it would look too obvious without anything, so I used a little to cover most of the
They began the game in silence, the soft clink of chess pieces the only sound. Frank’s moves were calculated, deliberate, but he quickly realized Rose wasn’t an easy opponent. Her strategy was sharp, her responses precise, and it wasn’t long before she had him on the defensive.Frank leaned back in his chair, studying the board with newfound respect. “You’re quite skilled. Your mother must have been an excellent teacher.”“She was,” Rose replied, her tone tinged with fondness. “She always said chess was like life. Every move matters, and you have to think several steps ahead.”Frank nodded, his expression thoughtful. “A wise woman. And what have you learned from this game?”Rose paused, a small smile playing on her lips. “That you’re cautious but adaptable. You test your opponent before committing to a strategy.”Frank raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. “Well observed. You’ve got a sharp mind, Rose. A rare gift.”“Thank you,” Rose said, warmth creeping into her voice.As the game p
Rose smiled, caught between the two. “I… I didn’t mean to start a competition!” she said, laughing lightly.Frank chuckled and placed a hand on Anne’s shoulder. “It’s not a competition, dear,” he said softly, his voice carrying a reassuring note. “Let her call us whatever she feels comfortable with.”Anne smiled, the playful edge fading. “Well, as long as she knows I’m the most important one,” she said with a wink.Julian laughed, crossing his arms and leaning back casually. “I’ll tell you what Rose, in order to soften the situation. It would be best if you call mom ‘Grandma’ and father ‘Grandfather,’ Deal?”Rose laughed, feeling the warmth of their banter. “Deal!” she said, her heart lightened by the playful atmosphere. She totally forgot that she felt stiffened up earlier.“Well,” she said, giving Anne a quick hug, “I’ll call you Grandma, if you prefer that. I just... I think it slipped out. It feels right.”Anne’s face softened, her smile returning. “Of course, darling. I suppose
*********The grandeur of the Anderson Ancestral home was as breathtaking as ever, with its ornate architecture and sprawling gardens. Though Rose had visited before, this time felt different. It wasn’t a casual visit—it was her escape, her refuge after the chaos at the Gray mansion.Julian guided her inside, where Frank and Anne Anderson awaited in the living room. Despite the familiarity, Rose still felt a twinge of hesitation as she approached them.“Rose, my darling,” Anne said warmly, pulling her into a gentle hug. Her soft hair brushed against Rose’s cheek as she held her close. “I’ve been worried about you. I’m so glad you’re here now.”“Thank you, Grandma,” Rose replied, her voice steady though her heart fluttered at the kindness."My goodness, how on earth did you end up in this state? How dare William Gray let his incompetent fool do this to my precious child? Does he have a death wish?" Anne fumed, her voice trembling with rage. Though most of the wounds were finally heali
Rose, who heard Beatrice’s voice paused and looked at Beatrice, her expression blank but her posture poised.Beatrice clasped her hands together, her tone pitiful. “Rose, I… I know I’ve made mistakes. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have let things get so out of hand. Please, don’t leave. We’re family. Let me make it up to you. What would the people say if they knew you left home?”‘Tsk, you're still worried about your safety and reputation.’ Rose scoffed.Her gaze fixed on Beatrice. She tilted her head slightly, her tone soft and innocent. “Oh, Mother, I don’t blame you at all. It wasn’t your fault. These things just… happen.”Beatrice’s eyes widened, taken aback by Rose’s response. “I—I’ll do better, I swear. I’ll talk to Victor, and we’ll make this right. You don’t need to go.”Rose offered a small, sweet smile. “You’re too kind, mother, But Uncle Julian is right—I need a change of scenery. It’s not about you. I just need a little time to heal.”Beatrice reached for her hand, h
---The Gray mansion loomed under the overcast sky, its towering structure a stark reminder of the battles fought within its walls. Two days had passed since Rose signed the contract, transferring her shares to William. But her mind was far from defeated. She had called her uncle, Julian Anderson, with one clear directive: take her out of this house.As the sleek black car pulled up to the grand entrance, William stood at the threshold, his expression unreadable but his stance stiff with tension. Julian stepped out, his tailored suit and confident demeanor a sharp contrast to William’s simmering hostility.“Julian,” William greeted, his voice laced with forced politeness. “What brings you here today?”Julian’s gaze swept over William coldly. “I’m here for Rose.”William’s jaw tightened. “Rose is perfectly fine where she is.”Julian smirked, his sharp features hardening. “Fine? Is that what you call being bitten by your son? Victor’s behavior was barbaric. She’s covered in bruises, an
‘My wife is right. She's changed. She's plotting something,’ William thought, his suspicions solidifying."So, she’s put her guard up against me," he muttered in a tone only he can hear, his expression darkening. If that’s the case, I’ll have to get rid of her soon.But the tens of billions he craved wouldn’t be his until Rose turned twenty.Rose felt the sudden wave of hostility radiating from her father and shivered. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do, even to his own daughter, to get what he wants. She was certain of it.That was the real William Carter: calculating and ruthless. With no power, money, or connections of her own, Rose wasn’t a threat to him—yet. But her time for revenge hadn’t come, and until then, she had no choice but to play along.Quickly, she donned a sweet smile and replied in her softest voice, "You’re my dad. There’s no need to borrow anything. Whatever you need, I’m happy to give it to you and help in any way I can."Her thoughts told a different story. This is
"Father?!" William snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Rose's voice next to him. Rose frowned at the way William jolted at her words. It's obvious he was daydreaming, but the fact that he was wasting her time was even more annoying to her.“Do you have something else to.say?" She asked.For a moment, as though remembering his true purpose for coming, he cleared his throat and turned to look at her properly.“There’s something I need to ask you, Rose.” He hesitated, his tone softening. “Do you remember the 10% shares your grandfather gifted you? I need you to lend them to me. It’s critical for stabilizing the company. I promise, once we get through this tough time, I’ll return them to you.”The words landed exactly as Rose had expected. She had been waiting for this moment.When she was born, her grandfather had gifted her 10% of the company’s shares—a sizable stake, even by Gray standards. Those shares had remained untouched, protected by a clause that prevented their use unti