"It turns out that I was right after all, you're indeed more reliable for the job than anyone else." She added with a quick smirk on her face. As always her intuition was right about Theresa's potential. If she could achieve this in a short span of a few days then she was looking forward to what the business would turn out to be in a month. "You always have the right word to say at times like this but let's cut out the chit chat and go to my office to discuss the main reason why I wanted to see you so desperately. Moreover, you don't want to break your promise to the person you brought along with you.” Theresa proposed and beckoned Rose to follow her. It was the first time Rose was going to enter Theresa's office and she found the design to be very homy. It wasn't too spacious, but it was quite messy and everywhere was filled with papers. "I'm sorry about the state of my office but I do tend to clean it a lot." Theresa apologized as she hurriedly moved about to clear up some spa
The room was completely engulfed by silence as both Rose and Theresa had different thoughts that were running through their mind at that particular moment. Rose’s eyes were fully on Theresa as she was desperately trying to figure out if she was serious about what she just told her and checking how willfully she's planning on making it happen. On the other hand, Theresa was thrown into a state of turmoil as Rose’s gaze was focused on her and her expression was completely blank at the same moment. It constantly irked her as she was worried that Rose was probably going to disapprove of her suggestions and would likely think that she's just making a ridiculous request. Theresa really considered keeping her credibility status as much as possible in Rose’s perspective because of how deeply she trusted her judgment. At this moment, her greatest fear was that she had tarnished her spotless reputation all because she couldn't take control of her desperate childhood dreams of being a famous
“I'll gladly accept that condition and thanks for putting so much trust in me." Theresa accepted without hesitation because that condition was meant for her peace of mind. She felt grateful that Rose was looking out for her Instead of being self-centered and selfish about her own personal gains. "That's good, so tell me the exact amount we're going to need if we're to start this new fashion company of ours?" Rose asked. "Well, you'll be glad to know that we still have enough funds to sort out the expenses." Theresa clasped her hand together as she told Rose with a smile on her face. "How is that possible after all the changes you made to the store and the stocks you bought to stock the stall?" Rose asked, surprised to hear that there was money left to start up the business Theresa was talking about. She was expecting the money to have already finished due to all the fancy and exquisite design and changes in the entire stall. Theresa laughed, because she found Rose's puzzled ex
Rose nodded her head at Theresa. “Alright, I will bring the designs the next time I visit because I was not coming from home.” She told her.“It’s okay, I will be waiting for it then.” Theresa said, Rose suddenly got a text message on her cell phone and she was prompted to read it. She raised her gaze back to Theresa. "I have got to take my leave now, Mrs. Theresa, " She announced."Already? I was hoping you'd meet the design team," Theresa said with her tone filled with disappointment. "Honestly, I would love to but I don't have the time now but that can take place another day. I'm really sorry." Rose turned down the offer after apologizing to Theresa."Alright, I'll let you off this time around." Theresa declared and stood up from her seat ready to escort Rose out of the office. Consecutively, when Rose and Theresa arrived back at the store they were taken by surprise when a crowd had gathered as a result of commotion caused by Luthor and an unknown couple.Rose placed her
The lady turned to look at Luthor. "Your jacket..." she repeated. "I believe you haven't paid for it yet. So technically, it is still on sale and I'm buying it.""But I picked it up first and was going to buy it before you grabbed it from my hand.” Luthor remarked, "Please return it back to me because I'm in a hurry.""That's impossible because I have searched for this design everywhere to give it as a birthday present to my fiance but couldn't find it except for this place. And I won't lose it to anyone now that I finally managed to find one." The lady refused vehemently to comply with Luthor's request."Well, that isn't any of my concerns, Miss. I insist you return the jacket back to me." Luthor replied adamantly."Why are you being so difficult? You can just go back to pick another jacket and let me have this one. Besides, I don't understand what someone like you is doing here because there is no way you can afford to buy any of these clothes." The lady snapped loudly in a displeas
“Well, I did see him holding the jacket and I collected it from him. It's not like he had paid for it to lay claim on the jacket as his. Besides, why are you asking me such a question? This man had the audacity to call me shameless and unreasonable. I will show him just how unreasonable I can be, so I will take this jacket.” The lady arrogantly replied. “You're just another spoiled lady with no manners, young lady. I picked that jacket first, so deal with it however you like but hand over the jacket to me.” Luthor remarked. He didn't want to get into an argument with this lady in the first place but seeing how she was comfortable with cheating him irked him off. ‘Just why can't rich kids be sensible like Rose? They have one thing in common, throwing tantrums and requesting things that aren't theirs to take.’ Luthor thought to himself. Anna creases her brow upon hearing the woman's words as well. “Ma'am, just like my junior said and you also admitted that this man took the jacket fi
Anna immediately lowered her face to the ground in embarrassment for failing to perform her work effectively. "I'm sorry for disappointing you both." She made a very sincere apology. Although Theresa was seriously annoyed at Anna because she expected her to have handled this situation more severely seeing how the lady was being extremely unreasonable at the moment. However, Rose on the other hand seems to be less bothered about this incident. "It is not your fault. I know that people like them are quite troubling to deal with." She consoled Anna in a calm manner. "And who are you?" The lady questioned Rose's identity when she saw the young girl walking up to them. But got no response because Rose had intentionally ignored her. Rose was completely focused on checking Luthor, who had a scowl on his face.. "Are you alright?" She asked Luthor simultaneously in a concerned tone. "Yes. I'm fine." Luthor responded with a genuine smile on his face as he was truly relieved that Rose h
Rose sent a quick smile at Theresa, gently nodding at her before shifting her gaze back to the woman. “Well, there you have it. From this moment onward, you are banned from shopping at the store in the future. I would suggest that you comply with this small request of ours because it would be considered as trespassing if you ever attempt to cross the line." Rose gave the woman a stern warning, her voice sounds very dictative. "You….you can't be serious, I don't understand what sort of prank you guys are trying to pull off but there is no way I would believe whatever you say until I speak to whoever is in charge of this place directly." The lady still stubbornly refused to comply with whatever Rose said. “Little girl, I don't know who gave you the idea that you can just come here and throw down some invalid orders here. Do you know who this woman is to me? She is my fiance and I will not let her be ridiculed by a child like you.” The burly man suddenly spoke. He hadn't interfered m
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