“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
She was the reason why he asked the maids to clear everything that was related to Ruby in the mansion when she died because Anne was the only person who didn’t get over the news of Ruby’s death. She was even more devastated when she heard that William had sent Rose out of the country.Anne was not the only problem he had that time, Karen was also a problem too as well. “I understand, but we have to do something about this. That is why I didn’t make a decision until you and Karen came back.” Frank replied.“There is nothing to do other than we should go to the Gray mansion and retrieve her. I just want to see my granddaughter.” Anne didn’t waste her time thinking about it before she answered.“Um……. grandma, the girl you are talking about isn’t really your granddaughter though.” Leo who was sitting beside his older brother, Nicolas suddenly remarked. He wasn’t sure what was going on properly but based on what he was hearing, this situation had something to do with a girl. He hadn'
Everyone could tell that it was something serious because of his expression so they paid attention to him.“Go ahead, Anthony." Frank nodded his head at Anthony.“I just received a report from the security guard, who said that the security guard at the main entrance said that there is a guest that is requesting an audience with you." Anthony informed Frank who frowned." Frank, are you expecting someone?” Anne asked her husband who shook his head." I don't remember having a guest coming to see me.” He replied before turning to look at Anthony. " Did the person leave their name?” Frank asked him." According to what the guard told me. He said the guest said she came from the Gray family and is related to Miss Ruby Walter if that would be better.” Anthony revealed. Everyone's expression suddenly changed when they heard him. Even Nicholas who has remained calm raised a brow when he heard Anthony.Why did someone from the Gray family and also related to Ruby Walter suddenly come here? T
After a few extra minutes of driving, they finally arrived at the gate of the Anderson main mansion. Because they have already received an order from the Butler, the security guards didn't bother to stop them and allow Luthor to drive in.Just as Luthor stopped the car in front of the mansion, Rose caught a glimpse of an old man standing outside the entrance dressed in a Butler uniform with two bodyguards and two maids behind him.“Brother Luthor, would you like to go with me?" Rose asked Luthor. She didn't want to leave him alone in an unfamiliar place since she wasn't familiar with this place as well."Do you want me to go with you? I can escort you if you want and feel uncomfortable.” Luthor replied, taking a glance at Rose through the rearview mirror." Let's step out of the car first.” Rose told Luthor who nodded his head and she opened the car door. The moment Rose stepped out of the car, straightened her dress before turning to look at Luthor who had walked over to her side. T
After he left, she looked around her, taking a moment to admire the grandeur of the living room and the fine details that were incorporated into its creation.Just as she was busy admiring the beauty of the living room she couldn't help but imagine what kind of reaction the Old Master and Madam would have when they saw her. ‘I just hope they wouldn't turn out to be a family that I would have to deal with again. Mother was so sure about them.’ She thought. Rose was so caught up in her thoughts that she almost didn't notice the footsteps, until they were right behind her."Are you the young lady asking to have an audience with me?" A cold and stern voice asked.Rose stood up from her seat and slowly turned around only to see that the footsteps belonged to two elderly people."Oh my goodness...wh...who are you?" Old Madam blurted out with a shaky voice. She had a look of surprise and confusion on her face as she saw Rose in real life.Rose blinked her eyes when she heard the old lady's
---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