LOGIN“Come on!” Rose yelled desperately as she called again. This time, the line connected. “Nicholas—” “Rose?” Nicholas' voice rang out from the other line. “I'm being followed.” The panic in her voice instantly wiped the calm from Nicholas's face. “What?” “Some people are chasing me. I don't know
Rose left the venue with the noise of the grand opening still lingering behind her as she slipped into her car, started the engine, and slowly pulled onto the road. It was already late in the night, but the weekend traffic had turned the streets into a slow-moving stream of vehicles. The route she
The weekend finally arrived, and with it came the long-awaited grand opening of Valloura. Rose drove herself to the venue that evening. Ever since she had asked Alex to withdraw the men who had been constantly watching over her, she had also stopped allowing Eric to drive her everywhere. She knew A
"She left." The words came out calmly, but there was something underneath them that did not escape his grandfather's attention. "She left you?" Alex looked away. "She needs time." Benjamin remained silent. His grandfather had known Alex since he was a child, and he had watched his grandson
The old man chuckled, "You are still the sensible one." Alex ignored the two of them and sat down on the sofa, already taking out his phone again. His grandfather stared at him. "You really intend to work while I'm talking to you?" Alex didn't even look up. "Yes." Benjamin covered his mouth
Alex had been away from Los Angeles for several days, yet the distance had done little to ease the pressure surrounding him. If anything, the situation waiting for him had become more complicated. The headquarters of King Corporation was located in New York City, where the company handled a large
Rose’s palm slammed down on the table with a sharp crack. The sound sliced through the room like a whip, startling everyone—Mr. Grant included. “That. Is. Enough.” Her voice was low, trembling not with rage but restraint. Jerry blinked, caught off guard. Then, regaining himself, he leaned forward
Together, they stepped out into the bright afternoon light, but before they reached where the car was parked, Luthor spoke under his breath. “You recognized her, didn’t you?” Rose’s steps didn’t falter. “No.” Luthor gave her a sideways glance. “Really?” “She’s irrelevant,” Rose said, her tone coo
Rose sat quietly as they waited for their order to arrive. The air between the three of them lingered in awkward silence. She leaned back in her seat, her gaze shifting toward Simon, who had his eyes fixed on the table like a kid caught doing something wrong. “So,” Rose began lightly, crossing her
“I need information,” she replied. “I want you to find out everything you can about someone. I can't access this on my own.” The person Rose was referring to was none other than Henry. In her past life, Rose had known very little about him—about who he truly was or the kind of life he had lived be







