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
" I don't remember my cousin's daughter telling me that when I saw her last time. But if that is the case, I want to meet and see Roseline personally and speak to her.” Julian remarked, while looking at William. "You can't do that! Rose is busy with her studies right now and it would only interrupt
"Wrong answer. I asked how she left this mansion. Roseline would not do something as stupid to leave the mansion without a reason.” Julian cut off William in the middle of talking. The room went silent after Julian spoke. William was in deep thought on what to say at the moment. Eventually, the And
………. Rose spent the rest of the day locked up in her, drafting and plotting her next move. It wasn't like she knew how the future would be, at not everything. She knew for one fact that her plan right now was going to be a blow to the Gray family and her father would definitely try to make some mo
She turned her attention back to the maid and told them to clear up while she went back to the kitchen and asked the chef to dish out some food for her and took it personally to Rose's room. “Mrs. Lara, what are you doing here?" Rose asked when she opened the door and saw Lara standing outside. “I
“Um…. Mr. King, I hope I'm not interrupting you?” Rose walked over and asked. Someone with the kind of reputation he has, she knew it was normal for him to be always busy. It was no wonder he ate very little food earlier. Alex raised his head up to see the little girl in front of him before shaking
“Yes, I'm the one." Rose calmly replied. “We have been looking for you. Why did you leave the Gray mansion? Why are you with Alex?" He questioned, his voice turned serious in an instant. They have been looking for Rose the entire day but here she was with his friend and he didn't even know how they
--- 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