The breakfast dining table was filled with tension as everyone gathered, awaiting the morning meal. Roselyn, as usual, arrived last, taking her seat as the servants began serving. With a subtle smile, she requested, "Lylah, could you bring me coffee, please?"Lylah's response was laced with forced p
Alexander turned to leave; he caught Grandpa's eye and winked, a silent acknowledgment of their shared understanding.Grandpa's expression creased into a warm smile, his eyes twinkling with approval.Alexander mirrored Grandpa's smile, a sense of camaraderie passing between them."Let's go, Tyler,"
Malicia's pacing halted abruptly. "She's been playing us all along, using her innocent act to manipulate Alexander." Her lips curled into a snarl.Lylah's gaze narrowed. "And now she's got Grandpa eating out of the palm of her hand." Her voice was laced with disdain.Malicia's eyes flashed with dete
Roselyn stood in the corner of the shopping mall, surrounded by opulent displays and lavish storefronts. She gazed blankly at the rows of designer boutiques, her fingers mechanically clutching Alexander's black card, but her mind was elsewhere, numb to the allure of luxury goods, for she had demande
Roselyn's smile was radiant. "You're hurt, Grandpa; I don't want that Barbie; it's a boring toy," before embracing him tightly.As Michael held her close, a tear escaped her eye—a profound sense of love and sacrifice forged in that moment, a bond between them that would forever remain unbroken.Litt
Exhausted from her creative destruction, Roselyn collapsed onto the couch.As the silence enveloped her, her eyelids grew heavy, and before she knew it, she drifted into a peaceful slumber.The bubble gun lay abandoned on the floor, its last remnants of soap dissipating into the air.Alexander's cab
The next morning, Alexander entered his cabin, expecting the remnants of yesterday's chaos, but instead, he was greeted by spotless order.His gaze landed on his desk, where a solitary object caught his attention—a bubble gun.Alexander's eyebrows arched in surprise as he picked up the toy.He exite
Alexander shook his head, clearing the distraction."Focus on the present," he advised himself."I've never truly taken the time to understand Roselyn, to unravel the mysteries of her heart.""It's time to change that," he resolved.With renewed determination, Alexander decided to embark on a journe