In the heart of the bustling city, the King’s Conglomerate towering building gleamed under the midday sun. The gold-coated letters of the company name shone brightly on the façade, a testament to the success of one of the most powerful corporations in the region.On the 90th floor, Alexander King sat at his massive desk, surrounded by a pristine, sunlit office. The panoramic windows overlooked the city skyline, but his attention was focused entirely on the stack of documents before him. His sharp, handsome features were set in concentration as he worked, unaware of the time passing.The door opened with a casual push, and two familiar handsome men strode in like they owned the place. One had a calmer expression while the other one had his grin as wide as ever. These two men were none other than Edward and Christopher. Without hesitation, Edward walked towards the couch in the office and sat down, while Chris walked directly towards Alex and perched on the edge of Alex's desk. “Alex, i
Edward turned off the TV quickly, still startled by Alex's reaction. He had seen Alex angry before, but this was different, fiercer, more personal. “Is this why Nicholas isn't answering my calls earlier?" Chris asked, remembering how Nicholas was hanging up his calls and when he called his secretary, he was told Nicholas was attending to some issues.“It could be. How can the Gray family do.this to their own daughter? I can't begin to imagine the expression Nicholas would have when he sees the cousin he just met being brutalized." Edwards replied and his gaze fell on Alex whose expression remained terrifying. It was because they were his friends that's why they were able to withstand his dangerous aura a bit.However, as more time.is passes the more unbearable he becomes. It would be better if he just lash out than just glaring dangerous at the poor TV.“Alex,” he said carefully, “let’s go eat. Clear your head.”Alex ignored him, grabbing the phone instead. His voice was icy as he b
Meanwhile, Rose stayed in her room, untouched by the chaos around her. Beatrice was exhausted, trying to have some quiet time from her two spoiled children and had no time for Rose. The only one that would go into Rose's room was Paige and the housemaid, bringing food and drinks regularly. She relished the silence, her mind calm and calculating.She also gets a little bit of information on his devastated Beatrice and her kids from Paige who always makes sure to come to her room.Let them suffer, she thought, a faint smile curling her lips.You all deserve this. Every bit of it.Her heart swelled with satisfaction. In her past life, she had endured their cruelty, their indifference, their disdain. Now, she was beginning to see justice unfold.‘This is just the start. You’ll all pay for what you’ve done. Every last one of you will regret the way you treated me.’ she vowed silently.Although everyone thought she was just sitting in her room doing nothing, actually she was the one control
…………..A while later.Rose stretched and yawned as she turned off the TV. She had just finished binge-watching her favorite drama and was ready for a nap. She mentally counted the days since the incident with Victor. It had been long enough for the storm to gain momentum, and she knew it wouldn’t subside anytime soon. Just as she settled into her bed, a soft knock startled her. She sat up, her calm demeanor intact.“Come in,” she said evenly, already guessing who it might be as she sat back on her bed.The door opened, and her father, William, walked in. His usual confident air had been replaced with a heavy, exhausted gait. His face was lined with worry as he slowly took a seat by her bed.“Father, is something wrong? You don't look well." Rose tilted her head and asked innocently. Despite the fact that she had been staying in her room, she knew exactly what was happening at home and with the company. “Rose, our company is in trouble,” he began, his voice burdened. “The stock p
Despite the turmoil in her heart, Rose maintained her serene mask. She smiled warmly, her voice unwavering. “You’ve always overcome every challenge, Dad. I believe in you. The board members and my uncles can't take you out because you're the best. I believe in you.” ‘I will be the one to destroy you, not those stupid, greedy, selfish wimps that share the Gray blood.’William watched her closely, comforted by her unwavering support. Staring at her face suddenly made him remember a particular woman. His dead wife looked exactly like her daughter. He fell into a daze and recalled a moment from his past.*Flashback*Dressed in a red lace robe, a beautiful woman who looked exactly like Rose sat by the dressing table as she used the towel in her hand to dry her ginger red hair. Suddenly, the door to the master bedroom opened and a slightly younger version of William staggered into the room.Ruby glanced at her so-called husband through the mirror before ignoring him and focused back to wha
"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
‘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
---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
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
Despite the turmoil in her heart, Rose maintained her serene mask. She smiled warmly, her voice unwavering. “You’ve always overcome every challenge, Dad. I believe in you. The board members and my uncles can't take you out because you're the best. I believe in you.” ‘I will be the one to destroy you, not those stupid, greedy, selfish wimps that share the Gray blood.’William watched her closely, comforted by her unwavering support. Staring at her face suddenly made him remember a particular woman. His dead wife looked exactly like her daughter. He fell into a daze and recalled a moment from his past.*Flashback*Dressed in a red lace robe, a beautiful woman who looked exactly like Rose sat by the dressing table as she used the towel in her hand to dry her ginger red hair. Suddenly, the door to the master bedroom opened and a slightly younger version of William staggered into the room.Ruby glanced at her so-called husband through the mirror before ignoring him and focused back to wha
…………..A while later.Rose stretched and yawned as she turned off the TV. She had just finished binge-watching her favorite drama and was ready for a nap. She mentally counted the days since the incident with Victor. It had been long enough for the storm to gain momentum, and she knew it wouldn’t subside anytime soon. Just as she settled into her bed, a soft knock startled her. She sat up, her calm demeanor intact.“Come in,” she said evenly, already guessing who it might be as she sat back on her bed.The door opened, and her father, William, walked in. His usual confident air had been replaced with a heavy, exhausted gait. His face was lined with worry as he slowly took a seat by her bed.“Father, is something wrong? You don't look well." Rose tilted her head and asked innocently. Despite the fact that she had been staying in her room, she knew exactly what was happening at home and with the company. “Rose, our company is in trouble,” he began, his voice burdened. “The stock p
Meanwhile, Rose stayed in her room, untouched by the chaos around her. Beatrice was exhausted, trying to have some quiet time from her two spoiled children and had no time for Rose. The only one that would go into Rose's room was Paige and the housemaid, bringing food and drinks regularly. She relished the silence, her mind calm and calculating.She also gets a little bit of information on his devastated Beatrice and her kids from Paige who always makes sure to come to her room.Let them suffer, she thought, a faint smile curling her lips.You all deserve this. Every bit of it.Her heart swelled with satisfaction. In her past life, she had endured their cruelty, their indifference, their disdain. Now, she was beginning to see justice unfold.‘This is just the start. You’ll all pay for what you’ve done. Every last one of you will regret the way you treated me.’ she vowed silently.Although everyone thought she was just sitting in her room doing nothing, actually she was the one control
Edward turned off the TV quickly, still startled by Alex's reaction. He had seen Alex angry before, but this was different, fiercer, more personal. “Is this why Nicholas isn't answering my calls earlier?" Chris asked, remembering how Nicholas was hanging up his calls and when he called his secretary, he was told Nicholas was attending to some issues.“It could be. How can the Gray family do.this to their own daughter? I can't begin to imagine the expression Nicholas would have when he sees the cousin he just met being brutalized." Edwards replied and his gaze fell on Alex whose expression remained terrifying. It was because they were his friends that's why they were able to withstand his dangerous aura a bit.However, as more time.is passes the more unbearable he becomes. It would be better if he just lash out than just glaring dangerous at the poor TV.“Alex,” he said carefully, “let’s go eat. Clear your head.”Alex ignored him, grabbing the phone instead. His voice was icy as he b
In the heart of the bustling city, the King’s Conglomerate towering building gleamed under the midday sun. The gold-coated letters of the company name shone brightly on the façade, a testament to the success of one of the most powerful corporations in the region.On the 90th floor, Alexander King sat at his massive desk, surrounded by a pristine, sunlit office. The panoramic windows overlooked the city skyline, but his attention was focused entirely on the stack of documents before him. His sharp, handsome features were set in concentration as he worked, unaware of the time passing.The door opened with a casual push, and two familiar handsome men strode in like they owned the place. One had a calmer expression while the other one had his grin as wide as ever. These two men were none other than Edward and Christopher. Without hesitation, Edward walked towards the couch in the office and sat down, while Chris walked directly towards Alex and perched on the edge of Alex's desk. “Alex, i