*******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
“Are you deaf? Didn't you hear that I was calling you?" Tegan, who was none other than the person who had grabbed Rose's hand, spoke. She was already pissed off at the fact that Rose ignored her calling which resulted in her running a bit in her high heels to cover the distance. Rose let out a tired sigh before she slowly turned around and looked at Tegan. Tegan gasped and opened her mouth in shock when she saw Rose's beautiful face. Even the customers nearby who had been watching Tegan running to Rose gasped as well when they saw the beauty in white dress. “My good goodness! What pure beauty!" “She is obviously created by God himself." " Is that a real face or what is that? My eyes are getting blinded by the glow surrounding her.” Rose ignored the whispers from the people, her eyes trailed down to her hand which Tegan was holding with a frown on her face. "Let go of my hand.” She softly told her. Tegan also followed Rose's gaze down and realized that she was still holding
“Ouch!" Tegan let out a small cry of pain as she rubbed the place Rose had smacked. “Young girl, I will be generous enough to you as a mature adult. Give me that dress and I give any amount you want to get yourself another one. But I want that particular dress.” After rubbing her hand , she quickly suggested it to Rose. She was expecting Rose to quickly take the offer since she can get one or two more dresses with her offer. “No need, I think you should consider those suggestions for yourself. Instead of fighting over my dress, you're obviously rich and there are other dresses here so you can easily see something else to buy.” Rose calmly refused her offer. " How can-” she was unable to finish her words when she was suddenly interrupted. " That's enough nonsense you've done, Tegan.” Mr. Jones angry voice spoke from behind Tegan. The moment he got to where Tegan was causing a commotion, he was stunned to see a beautiful young girl in front of his girlfriend. Noticing how her boyf
At that same moment, Tegan also got to the counter and she saw Brian beside Rose. “Brian, what do you mean by breakup? Are you breaking up with me because of this brat? Is that it?" Tegan yelled furiously as she pointed at Rose who didn't even bother to look back at her. “I told you to stop it, Tegan. And I'm breaking up with you because of your rotten attitude. I can't be with a woman that would be embarrassing and dragging me and my family name into the mud." Brian coldly replied to Tegan with an irritated expression on his face. He had been trying to keep up Tegan's attitude ever since he started dating her and this time he couldn't help it anymore seeing how she was bullying a girl younger than her. Tegan just stood there with a completely shocked expression on her face. This is the first time Brian was looking at her like this. Though he had always complained about her attitude, she had overlooked it despite promising that she would change. Rose turned to look at Louisa and h
Rose paused for a few seconds. She could tell that she was sincere, and at the same time she could sense the desperation in her voice but she didn't have the time to dwell on it. "I understand. I will be there in a few minutes.” Rose agreed without arguing. Since she knew the manager was just doing his job. After all, no one had used the credit card for years so she had to be sure that it was really Rose. “Really, that would be very splendid. We will surely be expecting you and I will have my secretary add your name to the appointment list. This is also my personal number in case you need to contact me.” The manager's voice was a bit more cheerful than before. She was literally jumping in joy when she heard Rose's positive response. After hanging up the call, Rose leaned forward to the driver. “Mr, can we change our destination to Elite bank. I have a business to take care of there.” She told him. The driver slowly nodded his head and took a swift turn to the direction of Elites b
A few other security guards nearby also walked to where the commotion was happening. Seeing how the situation was escalating, Rose let out a frustrated sigh. ‘A peaceful day out without drama. I will be thankful for that.’ she thought. Currently she was really angry with a lot of things and maybe it was due to the fact she was hungry. “What is going on here?" Another male voice asked. He was wearing a different kind of security guard uniform, which made it obvious that he was superior to the other security guards. “Team leader, this young girl was caught trying to enter the VIP elevator. We were able to stop just before she could enter and we demanded an explanation from her. She claimed and said she is here because she has to do business on the VIP floor, but taking a look at her she doesn't look like she has business here. We tried to resolve the issue without using force, but just as my colleagues were about to grab she turned and he fell down.” The first security who had been a
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