Unaware of Alex's inner turmoil, Rose answered his other questions truthfully, though she occasionally glanced at him to gauge his reactions. It was as if she were trying to read him, to understand what lay behind his calm and composed exterior. His heart softened a bit as he watched her, realizing that despite the strength and self-reliance she displayed, there was still something of a child in her. Someone who had experienced too much too soon, but who still harbored a quiet hope. Her hesitations faded as their conversation continued, her guarded demeanor gradually relaxing a bit.“Do you want me to handle it for you?" Alex asked.“No! I didn't tell you this so that you can help. I only answered your questions and now that you know, don't interfere in my business." Rose sternly said and rejected his help offer.Alex frowned a bit, he was a little bit surprised by her refusal. This is the first time someone has rejected him or his help and it was by a little girl. But the refusal
But before she could press him for more, he stood up, the moment passing as quickly as it had come. The warmth in his expression faded, replaced by his usual cool demeanor. "You should go to your room and rest," he said, his tone returning to its normal, measured calm. “Whatever you have to say, say it tomorrow." He added, knowing that she still had something she wanted to say to him. And with that, he turned and left the living room, leaving Rose sitting there, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her. She exhaled softly before standing up and returned to her room, Rose lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, her mind too restless for sleep. Jiang Shuxuan’s words lingered in the air around her, refusing to settle. There was something unsettling in what he had said, and though she couldn’t quite put her finger on it, she didn't like it. The room, though grand and comfortable, suddenly felt too large, too quiet. The walls seemed to close in on her, the silence becoming heavy. S
Hearing Lara's voice, it was at that moment Rose realized that she was not in the Gray mansion. For a moment, she mistook Lara for Paige back at home.“Good morning, Miss Lara." Rose pushed the cover and sat up on the bed and greeted Lara in a lazy, husky voice.The smile on Lara's face immediately disappeared when she saw Rose's expression. “Young Miss, did you sleep late last night?" Rose turned to look at Lara when she heard her question." Sort off. I was unable to sleep early yesterday night. How did you know that I slept late, Mrs Lara?" She asked."I could tell by the way your eyes looked. Though it's not very visible but I can see the eye bag underneath your eyes.” Lara explained as she waved at the maid to drop the new set of clothes they had brought for Rose and take their leave.Rose nodded her head with a faint smile when she heard Lara's explanation.“Young Miss, this is a new set of clothes for you to change into and here is the ointment you need to apply on your face. D
“Good morning, miss. I'm here to bring you to the dining room." The maid greeted with a warm smile on her face, immediately she saw the gorgeous young girl before her.Rose nodded and closed the door behind her and followed the maid.By the time she got to the dining room and sat down on one of the chairs, the maids quickly served the dishes before they went back to their position. Rose didn't eat immediately as she kept glancing at the entrance, waiting for someone to walk in.After waiting for a short while and there were no traces of the so-called person she was waiting for, Rose decided to eat before the food ran cold. “Young Miss, I hope the meal was to your liking?" Lara asked as she walked into the room after Rose was done eating. She gestured to the rest of the maids to clear the table. “Is there anything you don't like in the dish? What about the things you don’t like to eat? Are you allergic to some food so that I can inform the chef about it?" She asked. It was obvious tha
" I can do it by myself. Don't worry, Mrs. Lara. I have a very sharp brain. It will be easy for me to quickly memorize where I'm going so I can't get lost. There is no need to disturb the maid.” Rose confidently replied with a smile that made Lara melt when she saw the smile on her face.She was confident to not get lost thinking that this was a normally built house that was why she refused to let a maid follow her. But she was wrong.After she confidently told Lara that she can take care of herself, Lara decided to let her do whatever she liked and she merely went on exploring the house. However, that was the case. The problem at hand was that she had been pacing at one spot for the past ten minutes and she was so confused that she didn't know where to go or even where she was coming from.“I'm lost? I can not believe that I got lost after telling Mrs. Lara that I can't get lost.” Rose muttered a let out a sigh at her own stubbornness.Just as Rose was thinking of what to do in her s
She set the letter down carefully, her mind racing. What did it mean? Who had written it? And why did it feel like it was speaking directly to her? She knew this letter was for her but she felt like it was for her.Suddenly, the room felt colder, and Rose froze when she felt the cold, chilling aura behind her.“What are you doing here?" Alex's cold voice rang out in the room as he stared back at the girl in the library with a frown.When he came back and asked about where Rose was, Lara told him she was exploring the house but he didn't expect to see her here in his library. Was this where she was exploring when there are other places in the house to explore.Rose gulped and slowly turned around only to see him standing by the door side with a scowl on his face. “You're back?" She asked. " Yes. Answer my question.” Alex replied."Mrs. Lara said I can explore the house but I got lost at some point then walked into this room. I apologize if this is a personal place.” Rose gave a brief
Rose on the other hand raised her brow. ‘I thought he knew about our relationship? Isn't that part of the reason why he helped me?’“I'm related to the Anderson family and Nicholas Anderson is my second cousin.” She told him.“Hm. Is that all you need?" Alex questioned, not bothering to act surprised by what she said. His reaction made Rose narrowed her brow at him.“You do know that I and Cousin Nicholas are related, don't you?" She suddenly asked. His calm expression says it all and she wasn't stupid to not connect the dots quickly.“It's good that you're smart." Alex turned to look at her and remarked. He didn't bother waiting for her before he started walking away.‘This is exactly one of the reasons why I find him a threat to me.’ Rose scowled as she watched Alex's back before deciding to chase after him when she saw that he was really going to leave her alone.“I also need a laptop too." She told Alex after managing to meet up with him.“Ask Mrs. Jim for that anytime you need it
" I don't remember my cousin's daughter telling me that when I saw her last time. But if that is the case, I want to meet and see Roseline personally and speak to her.” Julian remarked, while looking at William."You can't do that! Rose is busy with her studies right now and it would only interrupt her if we allow it to-" Beatrice was about to come up with an excuse when Julian turned his attention to her.“Are you trying to hide Rose from meeting me? I see no reason why you wouldn't want her to see me. I never said I was taking her with me, I only wanted to see her.” Julian interrupted Beatrice with a deep frown as he glared at her.“Or perhaps, is there something wrong with Roseline that makes you not want her to meet me? Is my cousin's daughter really in this house?" He added. He was not stupid to see that both William and Beatrice are nervous for some unknown reason. It's not like it's the first time she would be visiting them so why are they trying to hide her. Their actions were
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