Mr. Hughes was taken aback by surprise when he heard Rose confirm it. However, he was more taken aback by the strange aura that surrounded her, she was acting way more than her age. “Mr. Hughes, since Miss Rose had already confirmed it, please take her to where she would be taking the exam.” Headmistress Moore decided to speak up seeing that the atmosphere was about to get more intense than she planned. She turned to look at Rose. “Mr. Hughes would be the one to be in charge of your exam, Miss Rose." " I-I understand Headmistress Moore. Miss Rose, please follow me." Mr. Hughes said nothing else and gestured to Rose to follow him. Just as Rose stood up from her seat, the boy who had been quiet since Mr. Hughes entered the office, also stood up. “Mr. Anderson, I don't think there is a need to follow them. I'm sure Mr. Hughes would take care of Miss Rose.” Headmistress Moore said when she saw him stand up as well. “I would like to follow her. Like I said I brought her here so she
Fifteen minutes later, Rose stood up from her seat with the question paper in her hand and walked towards where Mr. Hughes was standing and stretched the paper to him. “I'm done." She calmly told him. Mr. Hughes' eyes widened when he heard her. “A-are you sure? I mean you still have five minutes left, so you can cross check your work again." He said, glancing at the clock, seeing that there was still five minutes left before the one hour deadline he gave Rose to finish the question paper. “I know that, but I'm done answering the question and I don't need to recheck my answers.” Rose replied with an innocent expression on her face. She didn't understand why Mr. Hughes was telling her that she still had more time when she knew that. ‘Is this spoiled brat kidding me right now? How can you answer all that question in just fifteen minutes.’ Mr. Hughes thought, but he couldn't say anything and just collected the paper from Rose. “In that case, you can return back to the headmistress of
Hearing her, Rose said nothing and stood up from her seat walking towards the desk. However, she paused mid way when she noticed the boy also standing up and following her. She gave him a questioning look that says ‘Dude, why are you following me’ The boy just smiled sweetly at her when he saw her gaze, so she rolled her eyes and decided to leave him be. She stood in front of the desk, glancing at Mr. Hughes who was also looking at her. His doubtful expression was completely gone, but she didn't care to wonder why. She opened the file and glanced at the last page to see her results. Under her name, she saw that her results were ninety seven out of a full hundred marks. ‘What a shame, I was aiming to get all hundred marks. Ninety seven marks doesn't sound bad itself.’ Rose thought. Both Headmistress Moore and Mr. Hughes stared at her blank expression, they were expecting her to show some kind of shocked or happy expression upon seeing her scores but contrary to what they were expec
A few minutes later, a beautiful petite young lady wearing an old fashioned dress and glasses that seems to be too big for her face walked into the office. She was none other than Teacher Lopez that Headmistress Moore was talking about. “Miss Lopez, I want to introduce you to Miss Rose. She is joining our school and wants her to be in your class. Here, go through her qualifications yourself and tell me if you want her or not.” Headmistress Moore said and handed a file of Rose information to her. When Teacher Lopez opened the file and saw Rose qualifications she was ecstatic. She is clearly looking at a young genius. Her skills exceeded all of her previous students. Be it in academics or extracurricular activities. This was a big blessing for her. ‘Finally, heaven had taken pity on me and sent a genius that I can adopt to me.’ “Miss Rose is willing to take any test you want to give her if you're still doubtful of her skill.” Headmistress Moore added, she had a slight frown on her.
An hour later, the school bell rang and immediately all the students rushed out of the classroom. Rose, who was busy playing a game on her cell phone, hadn't heard the school bell because she had her headphones on. However, she raised her head up when she noticed the figure of students passing by. She glanced out the window and saw that there were a lot of students which made her know that the school had closed. A few minutes later, Rose noticed Sophia walking towards the car with a group of her friends. The driver quickly got in the car and opened the door for Sophia. “I will see you guys later-” Sophia was talking to her friends when the driver opened the car door and she saw Rose sitting in the backseat. She was shocked to see Rose in the car because she had thought she would have gone home. Sophia's friends who noticed the shocked expression on their friends' faces also leaned and glanced in the car. Their jaws nearly dropped to the ground when they saw a beautiful young girl s
*******Dynamite CO. Games Production******* Dynamite CO. Games Production gave a reputation well known in California as one of the best gaming companies. And one of the things that made Dynamite CO. Games Production was the CEO of this very company was none other than the eldest first son of the Anderson family and his first company was solely founded by the first son at the age of seventeen. In front of the reputable famous big building of Dynamite CO. Games Production that was standing elegantly in the middle of the city. A black colored power bike parked in the open parking lot that was in front of the building instead of using the normal secured garage. A young man alighted from the bike and removed his customized helmet and it turns out the young man was none other than the boy who had helped Rose earlier today. He grabbed the package in front of his bike and made his way into the building. When the receptionist in the lobby saw him walking in, she quickly stood up from her
Thirty minutes later, Rose had just changed her clothes into a new one. And this time, she was wearing a simple knee-length white string-strap dress, since the tiny string strap exposed so much of her skin she grabbed a small white puff sleeve jacket and wore it. Most of the dresses in her walk-in closet were mostly gowns in bright and flashy colors, which were not really her kind of colors. Even in her past life, she has always preferred dark colored and less flashy clothes. And she still kept her preference in dress even until now that she had been reborn. But since she hadn't brought her own clothes, she could only manage with the ones she could find in her closet. It was also one of the reasons why she wanted to follow Sophia out, because she planned to do some shopping and also use the opportunity to test the two credit cards her mother has left for her. After she was done wearing the jacket, Rose tied her long hair up into a high ponytail using a white ribbon she had found
Half an hour later. Rose had only picked clothes that caught her eyes. All through the entire time Louisa kept briefing Rose about each clothes and their quality but only a few caught Rose's attention. She'd prefer to dress in much more simple dark color clothes rather than those childish clothes. Might probably be because she was an adult soul in her teenager's body. Louisa glanced at Rose's calm face and turned to look at the few clothes she had picked in the hand of the two assistants Louisa had called to help Rose hold the clothes. She noticed that all the clothes were either dark colored and white, Louisa wasn't dumb to realize that their customer isn't the type that likes flashy clothes. “Young Miss, do you perhaps like clothes that are more simple in style like what you are wearing but in darker colors?" Louisa asked Rose with a polite smile on her face. Rose stared at Louisa before slowly nodding her head at her. “I prefer what you just mentioned. They don't particularly
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