“Rose, let's go and report to the teacher's office. I say we handle it ourselves but those damn teachers would eventually intervene.” Sandra said to Rose as she dropped her bag on Kehlani's desk. “Don't worry-" Rose was unable to finish speaking when the assistant Head of Teaching arrived in the classroom. The assistant head of Teaching was a middle-aged man in his early fifties. He had little hair and his hairline almost reached the top of his head. He had a thin body and narrow eyes. In the minds of all the students of the school, he was given the nicknames, ‘Ghosts avoid him’ and ‘Avoid him at all costs’. As soon as the entire class room saw the assistant Head of Teaching, they immediately went back to their seats for the fear that they would be called out for doing something wrong. Sandra, who was used to causing trouble and isn't scared of getting into trouble, stood in her spot and leaned against Kehlani's desk. Nia and her followers followed after the assistant He
" That's because your sister was acting like she was found on the street and brought up in a rich family. Same goes for you as well. I'm sure your parents would be disappointed in you both.” Sandra didn't back down easily and attacked Nia. “Assistant Head, did you see this? How can a senior like me have to receive such an insult?" Nia quickly complained to the assistant head of teaching. " That is enough! I will not condone the argument in my presence.” He snapped at both of them before turning to look at Rose. The assistant Head of Teaching attempted to persuade Rose to cooperate. “Student Roseline, if you hand your knife over, I’ll give you a lighter punishment. However, if you are stubborn, don’t blame me if I call your parents.” Rose stared blankly at him before she took out the box of scalpels that she had just stored away in the drawer. “Yes, yes, that is the box! Teacher, that black bag stores her scalpels!” Nia prompted, immediately she saw the box. “Student Roseli
Although it looked simple to make a scalpel, the difficulty was definitely not low. It was necessary to mix the pigments into a metallic color and make sure that it did not appear transparent in a very thin state.Rose picked up another ‘scalpel’ and smashed it onto the desk. The blade shattered in sugar pieces.Everyone in the class was in shock.The one who was most in shock was Nia who went to look for the assistantHead of Teaching.They spent half a day on this and it was candy?It was candy?! Edible sugar!?At that moment, Nia thought that she was a joke.The expression on the assistant Head of Teaching’s face was ugly. ‘Did I come all the way here just because of this?’ He wanted to glare and scold Nia for giving him a false alarm but he was more annoyed than just Nia's false alarm He frowned as he looked at Rose. ‘Why would you bring this type of candy to school? She was intentionally trying to pick a quarrel or cause trouble!’After a long time, the assistant Head of Teaching
And if it were to be followed through, there was nothing else that could be done.Nia raised the corners of her lips and gave Rose a provocative look.Rose continued to stay calm and said to the assistant Head of Teaching, “The time of the incident was within seven days. The retention of surveillance cameras should be more than a month. You can watch the surveillance recording to find the culprit.”Rose's way of thinking was clear. She wasn’t in a rush nor did she appear resentful. Most importantly, she didn’t appear to want to back down from the matter.“I'm sure you understand what I'm talking about, Sir." Rose added.When Nia heard what was said, she started getting nervous. If the assistant Head of Teaching were to go watch the surveillance, she would definitely be exposed.While she was anxious, she cursed at Rose in her mind. ‘This vicious, callous brat is evil! She knew watching the surveillance would cause me more trouble!’Of course, the assistant Head of Teaching knew of
“You don’t want her to go pick up the books?” Sandra asked. “It’s not important,” Rose casually replied. She didn’t really care that her books were scattered around the back of the classroom. Those books had no use for her. And even if someone were to pick those books up, it should be the person who had thrown them there in the first place. “I will get another badge and set of new books tomorrow." She told them. The teacher walked into the classroom ready to start the day lesson. Rose on the other hand brought out an English textbook she had in her bag and opened it before standing it right in front of her. She brought out two more books and did the same. Kehlani turned to look at Rose and saw her placing books in front of her, she couldn't help but raise her brow at what her friend was doing. They are having a history class not English so why is she placing the book in front of her. It's understandable if she has no book on her desk since they are mostly lazing in the trash can
“My dear, this would be your room. I have everything prepared for you but if you don't like anything there, let me know so that I can have it changed for you." Karen said as she stood in front of the room door she had paid her attention into decorating for Rose during the week. It was one the reason they didn't visit the Gray mansion earlier because she wanted everything to be perfect before they bring Rose. Rose smiled when she noticed the nervousness in Karen's eyes that she was trying to hide. “Thank you for taking care of me, Aunty. I'm sure you already did a good job with the room so don't worry about anything because I will like it no matter how it looks." She told Karen who blinked her eyes in surprise. “Oh dear, aren't you so sweet? You can tell that I'm nervous that you might not like what I did.” Karen let out a sigh of relief as she smiled back at Rose. She unconsciously reached out her hand and caressed Rose cheek gently. ‘You really left an image of you Ruby and sh
“Oh my gosh, Rosey. You are really trending a lot in school." Sandra suddenly commented with her phone in her hand. She was talking about the trending topic on the school forum. “Huh? Why did you say that Sandra?" Kehlani asked. “Goodness, are you sure you are part of this school? Even if Rose isn't aware of what I'm talking about, I expect you to put her through. Wait….what am l even saying? You still need lecturing not to talk of you lecturing Rosey over here.” Sandra grumbled at Kehlani. " Hey, that's an insult.” Kehlani looked at Sandra with an offended look. Sandra rolled her eyes at Kehlani before turning to look at Rose. “You're trending because of what happened earlier with Senior Nia." She revealed. “Really?" Kehlani asked and Sandra gave her the phone for her to see for herself. “You really know how to keep your cool, Rosey,” Sandra said with a grin. “If I were you, I’d still be fuming over Nia. You didn’t even flinch. It’s like you knew exactly how to handle her with
Rose ignored both of them and stared at the four storey building cafe. This is unlike the normal regular cafe she knew. She knew that there was going to be a VIP floor in the building and it's probably on the third or fourth floor. This place is definitely not a cafe any lower class individual can visit because everything from the look of the building screams wealthy, rich, Luxury. Only wealthy people can afford this type of cafe. “What do you think about this place, Rosey?" Sandra turned to look at the quiet Rose while she allowed Kehlani to be in awe with the building. “It's good." Rose curtly replied. Sandra grinned at Rose. “Okay, let's go.” She hooked her arms with both Kehlani and Rose and dragged them to the entrance. " Sandy, how did you know about this place?” Rose suddenly changed the current topic. They have been sitting here at one of the tables in the cafe for ten minutes and some decided to ask to satisfy her curiosity. " Are you forgetting that my family is into 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