“Water. I'm thirsty." She replied. Alex gave a small nod, an acknowledgment that was both curt and yet oddly reassuring. “The kitchen is over there. You should rest soon,” He said, his voice even, with no trace of the previous intensity. Rose blinked, slightly caught off guard by the simple, almo
Unaware of Alex's inner turmoil, Rose answered his other questions truthfully, though she occasionally glanced at him to gauge his reactions. It was as if she were trying to read him, to understand what lay behind his calm and composed exterior. His heart softened a bit as he watched her, realizin
But before she could press him for more, he stood up, the moment passing as quickly as it had come. The warmth in his expression faded, replaced by his usual cool demeanor. "You should go to your room and rest," he said, his tone returning to its normal, measured calm. “Whatever you have to say, s
Hearing Lara's voice, it was at that moment Rose realized that she was not in the Gray mansion. For a moment, she mistook Lara for Paige back at home. “Good morning, Miss Lara." Rose pushed the cover and sat up on the bed and greeted Lara in a lazy, husky voice. The smile on Lara's face immediatel
“Good morning, miss. I'm here to bring you to the dining room." The maid greeted with a warm smile on her face, immediately she saw the gorgeous young girl before her. Rose nodded and closed the door behind her and followed the maid. By the time she got to the dining room and sat down on one of th
" I can do it by myself. Don't worry, Mrs. Lara. I have a very sharp brain. It will be easy for me to quickly memorize where I'm going so I can't get lost. There is no need to disturb the maid.” Rose confidently replied with a smile that made Lara melt when she saw the smile on her face. She was co
She set the letter down carefully, her mind racing. What did it mean? Who had written it? And why did it feel like it was speaking directly to her? She knew this letter was for her but she felt like it was for her. Suddenly, the room felt colder, and Rose froze when she felt the cold, chilling aura
Rose on the other hand raised her brow. ‘I thought he knew about our relationship? Isn't that part of the reason why he helped me?’ “I'm related to the Anderson family and Nicholas Anderson is my second cousin.” She told him. “Hm. Is that all you need?" Alex questioned, not bothering to act surpri
--- 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