“Rose, it would not be an easy and a hard task to do. However, I don't think I can provide you with that knowledge of doing that. The only thing I can help you with is to contact my superior in this matter." Nancy replied. She might have her own connections but she had never done something like this before. Plus, the case between Skyline Construction and Hoult family would require more than the connections she possesses. “Are you talking about Grandpa Reyes?” Rose asked and Nancy nodded her head in response. "Yes. Mr. Reyes had quite a lot of connections for this kind of thing. And if you want to retake this case back, you would need a lawyer that is very good and his job and Mr. Reyes might be of help for you.” Nancy said. “I can help you contact him and also give you his contact details if you want.” She added. "That would be great. Anyways, it's not like we are in a hurry that much since I still want to gather more information about Skyline Construction. Which reminds me, there
“One more thing. If it wouldn't be too much of a task for you, I would also like you to help me get a list of houses that are available to buy in the city. I would like a place that is very quiet and far away from the hassle of the city. Though it's not like it's an urgent issue, please make the list for me.” Rose told Nancy, who was a bit confused at her. Well, she planned to move out of the Gray mansion soon because staying there under the gaze of Beatrice and William would hinder some of her plans. But she only planned to after she was satisfied with the condition the family would be in by then. "Ok-okay, I will get it done for you as well.” Nancy answered. “Alright, that would be all really for now. I have nothing else to say.” Rose nodded her head, satisfied with what she had said to Nancy. "You're leaving already, I was thinking we're going to have lunch together?" Nancy asked in surprise when she saw Rose standing up from her seat and was about to leave. Even Luthor had yet
Rose removed the phone from her ear while she used her pinky finger to scratch her ear with a calm expression on her face. “Father, what is the cause of why you just shouted at me? Did something happen because you nearly gave me a heart attack?” She finally asked after placing the phone back to her ear. Of course, she wasn't even flustered when she heard his voice not to talk of having a heart attack. " What do you mean by heart attack? I'm one who is on the brink of having a heart problem, not you.” William replied back angrily. “Alright, if that is the case, please make sure you contact the doctor and make an appointment. We can't have you having a heart problem because it would be a hassle to deal with. You can even ask the doctor to prepare a private ward room exclusively for you in case it’s for an emergency.” Rose dryly replied, which took both Luthor, who was driving and William himself aback in surprise. Never would he have expected such a dry response from Rose. There wa
However, the second car she picked was what made him lose his mind. He had told her to pick another car that was less but instead she went ahead to pick another expensive car which was just seven million dollars less than the Rolls-Royce. When she agreed to pick a less expensive car, he expected that she would go for the cars that cost just a few hundred dollars in the car shop since she already has one expensive one. “I see. If you have gotten a call from the company then why are you calling me to tell me that?” Rose asked. She knew what Williams' problem was but was acting ignorant to it. “Why shouldn’t I call you? I was sent the list of cars that you bought, so tell what a Bentley Flying Spur that cost eighteen million dollars doing in the list? Didn’t you and I agree that you would pick a less expensive car?” William asked back, a bit angry by how calm she was sounding after just squandering that amount of money to buy cars. “Yeah, we did agree that I should pick another car
“Sir, we are ready. I think we should leave early so that we wouldn't be late." William's secretary informed him. He had another meeting he needed to attend but he couldn't help but call Rose when he was given the report of what she bought."You seem to be very busy, father. Let's talk later.” Rose, who had heard the secretary's voice in the background, quickly used the opportunity to hang up the call before William could reply back to her. “That damned brat." William couldn't help but let out a curse when the call hung up. Of course he knew there would be no next time to talk about the matter. Besides, he came to realize that it was useless talking about it with Rose because she had already bought the car. He would just have to deal with the issue whenever Beatrice hears about it because she would definitely throw a fit.Rose let out a small scoff after she hung up the call. In her previous life, she didn't have the guts to do things like this and go against her father but this wa
What does that supposed mean? She had been coming here for the entire week without seeing anyone and today she decided to come here too. It was the weekend so she believed that all of the family members would be around at home and someone would attend to her.“Why can't I this time around? You should be aware that I have been visiting this place for the entire week, right?" Rose asked. “Well, I know that. It would have been easier to let you in if the Anderson family were in the residence. None of the family members are around because they have gone to the Anderson family house.” The security guard informed Rose.‘Great, I came here for an entire week but wouldn't be given an audience. Today, I should meet the family mother who is asking me to find them. They all went to the Anderson family house.’ Rose grumbled in her head in frustration.“Thank you for your time." She finally told the guard and made her way back to the car.“What's wrong, Little Rose?" Luthor asked, when he saw tha
“G-good afternoon, ma. How may I help you?" The guard asked, almost losing his composure when he saw that the owner of the car was a young beautiful girl. He was expecting someone that is a lot older to be the owner.“I came here to seek an audience with the Anderson family." Rose replied, finally turning her head to look at the guard.“Um…..which of the Anderson family are you here to see, ma?” The security guard asked again."I believe the person I'm here to see is whoever is the head of the Anderson family.” Rose casually replied. She didn't know who was the head of the family but she knew whoever is the Patriarch is the person she wanted to meet. “Do you have an appointment with the Patriarch then, ma?” The guard questioned again but Rose shook her head.“You won't let me in because of that?" Rose asked back.“Yes, ma. I can't let you in because only family members are allowed in. You can only enter if you have an appointment and I get confirmation from the main mansion about you
Luthor couldn't help but smile in amusement when he heard the security guard. Rose had done it again. She just has a unique way of making people agree with her and getting what she wants. She was right, the more time he spends with, the more he knows about Roseline Gray.“Let them know that I came from the Gray family. They might not know my name but inform them I'm related to Ruby Walter.” Rose told the security guard."I-I understand, I will inform them now, so please wait a bit.” The security guard replied and walked back to the guard house to make a phone call to the main mansion.A few minutes earlier before Rose arrived. In the main mansion of the Anderson family mansion. Frank had gathered almost all of his family in the main living room. Just like he had told Julian, he asked Julian to come along with his wife after she arrived back in the country yesterday with his own wife.“So you're telling me that Ruby's daughter is back in the country? Since when have you known about th
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