The cheeky smile disappeared on Rose’s face as she lowered her eyes, and politely, she apologized, "My apologies." Upon seeing that Rose had done what she asked of, Beatrice carried on "Mr. King. Please don't be offended, Rose wasn't behaving herself. It was very rude of her. She's always been…" A
Though Rose had not said a mean word about Beatrice she had successfully passed the message clearly and cleverly. "Rose, you…" Beatrice was utterly taken aback. ‘How dare you! You little devil! How dare you try to tarnish my reputation further?!’ She thought as she couldn't hold back her anger an
‘I haven't gathered enough information about Alexander King yet. I can't leave now.’ Sophia thought as she looked at her mother. Rose smiled and said gently, "Sophia, please listen to mum. Let's go home." Having been spoiled by her parents all these years, Sophia was annoyed hearing what Rose said
William frowned when he noticed Beatrice's expression. He was expecting her to throw herself into his arms with a wide smile on her face. “What's the matter, sweetie? What upset you? Didn't you say you were going to the party and planning on having the spotlight on Sophia? Didn't it work out? Did so
When Paige returned and informed William who was sitting at the head of the table that Rose said she'd be out soon, he nodded his head and waved Paige off. However, Beatrice couldn't help but frown at Paige's report. ‘Why do I feel something is off? What is that brat plotting?’ she thought. And ju
Rose smiled at her father, before replying. “Really? Something happened? What happened, father?" She asked, faining cluelessness about it even though she already knew what was happening. ‘This damn, sly, cunning vixen.’ Beatrice caused inwardly. Already believing that it was Rose's fault, Willia
"That can't be possible! What about your studies? It would be hard to enroll you into a school now that the school examination is approaching. It would be hard for you to keep up.” William said, slamming his hand on the table. "I thought I told you that you can only come back home permanently if y
Meanwhile, Rose lay on the bed, her mind preoccupied with thoughts, her heart filled with rage. ‘You all think I'm your puppet—you manipulative murderers. Well! Let's see!’ They had successfully awakened her revengeful motives. Anyone that had harmed her mother and her (in her previous life) would
--- The press conference was held at the luxurious Riverview Grand Hotel, a venue known for hosting high-profile events. The large conference room was packed to capacity with journalists, photographers, and reporters from various media, all eager to catch a glimpse of the trending Gray family. As
……… The next day, Rose dressed carefully for the press conference. She applied a touch of makeup to cover her bruises, though some marks were still visible. She chose a white summer dress, its delicate design giving her an air of fragility. When she descended the stairs, Beatrice was waiting, her
They began the game in silence, the soft clink of chess pieces the only sound. Frank’s moves were calculated, deliberate, but he quickly realized Rose wasn’t an easy opponent. Her strategy was sharp, her responses precise, and it wasn’t long before she had him on the defensive. Frank leaned back in
Rose smiled, caught between the two. “I… I didn’t mean to start a competition!” she said, laughing lightly. Frank chuckled and placed a hand on Anne’s shoulder. “It’s not a competition, dear,” he said softly, his voice carrying a reassuring note. “Let her call us whatever she feels comfortable with
********* The grandeur of the Anderson Ancestral home was as breathtaking as ever, with its ornate architecture and sprawling gardens. Though Rose had visited before, this time felt different. It wasn’t a casual visit—it was her escape, her refuge after the chaos at the Gray mansion. Julian guided
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 f
--- 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,
‘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 cra
"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. Fo