The maid quickly handed the cup to Rose, collected it and had a few sips before she finally spoke. "What exactly did you ask me to home for, step mother?" Rose asked Beatrice. “Um…..I asked you to come so that I can introduce you to the tutor I hired for you." Beatrice was taken aback at first but
Meanwhile, Beatrice is also in the same situation as Henry. She chose Henry because she was sure that he was the sort of guy Rose would like in an instant. Isn't he her cup of tea? Why is she behaving like this? She had no time to figure it out now, so she dropped the matter off her mind and quick
After Henry stormed out of the room in rage and was defeated. Rose felt rewarded and uplifted. ‘Aii, revenge does make you feel good. I shall do more of this often since I feel at peace now.’ Rose stood up from her seat and walked to her room while humming a cheery tune, dropped her school bag on
Rose threw another cheeky smile at Beatrice. “Well, that is something my father doesn't need to know. Moreover, father loves you so much so there is no way he would ever say no to you. You will stand by my side, won't you, mother? Huh? Please?” Beatrice didn't expect such cheekiness and had to giv
“Oh my, I'm sorry for disturbing you, young miss." The maid instantly knew that her presence her disturbed Rose so she quickly apologized. “Forget it. What do you want?" Rose coldly waved her hand and asked again. “Umm…..the master asked me to call you downstairs.” The maid informed, making the
“Rose, you weren’t aware of this but your mother was related to the Anderson family before she died.”William said. “Roseline, your father is right. Your mother is my cousin and we on;y heard about your arrival in the country so we came to meet your father.” Julian suddenly spoke. “Are you saying
Rose raised her brow in amazement because this was the very first time she was witnessing Karen look this scary. The only expression she has seen on Karen’s face was a sweet motherly expression and Rose knew that Karen wanted to dote on her but it was because she had chosen not to live with them.
“My dear, this would be your room. I have everything prepared for you but if you don't like anything there, let me know so that I can have it changed for you." Karen said as she stood in front of the room door she had paid her attention into decorating for Rose during the week. It was one the reason
--- 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