All Chapters of Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress : Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

“That is an excellent choice. I will give the estate manager incharge of these properties a call tonight and we can meet at the location to sign the complete deal.” Nancy suggested. Rose easily agrees to Nancy's term since she found the suggestion acceptable.“That's fine by me. I'll meet you there tomorrow morning.” “Yes, but that is not the case here. I don't think it's wise for you to go out again tomorrow with how you look." She added as she looked at Rose who tilted her head to the side. There is no way she wanted Rose to walk around with that face again tomorrow. Today was a mistake because she didn't know what happened to her.“Are you worried about me, big sister? Don't because I am fine. Besides, I need to handle this before it gets late because I will be needing it soon." Rose replied, giving a reassuring smile at Nancy.“I know but I still think you should get better first, huh? You have to care about yourself more." Nancy argued, despite knowing that Rose was right. Howe

Once, Rose had believed that Beatrice cared for her. She had believed in her kindness, thinking that maybe Beatrice did see her as a daughter. But now, she saw through the facade. Beatrice wasn’t protecting her. She was merely covering for her son, brushing away his actions as though they were minor inconveniences. Each word of Beatrice’s “comfort” felt like salt in a wound. Still in pain and unable to walk comfortably, Rose was confined to her bed. Though Rose's leg had healed more than she portrayed it to everyone, it was also part of her plan. During her confinement, Rose constantly talked with Nicholas and gave him directions on the things she wanted him to do with the security video she asked him to find. Although he could fairly guess what his little cousin was up to, Nicholas was still confused about how she was planning all this in her little head. Yet, despite her stepdaughter’s state, Beatrice's grand birthday party carried on as planned. The house bustled with preparatio

Beatrice relaxed slightly, even chuckling when she heard it was Victor. He must have done something again but that isn't something to worry about. "Ah, my boy, Victor has caused trouble again, I see? Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll take care of it—just some hush money, like usual."It's nothing unusual for him to get into trouble. Victor must have gotten bored staying at home so he might have gone out with his friend to catch on the things they've missed. It's called bonding time!Sophia shook her head when her mother didn't get what she was saying and she was too flustered to even explain. Her hands trembled, as she opened her laptop and pressed play on a video.It was a video clip posted on the Internet.Beatrice’s face paled as she watched, each second unraveling the calm she had felt just moments before. Impossible! How did this happen? Her heart raced as the footage unfolded before her eyes. It was a recorded video of Victor, fists raised, viciously beating Rose. The video was unf

The weight of the situation pressed on him like a crushing tide. The company’s reputation, carefully built over decades, was crumbling before his eyes. This wasn’t just a bad day—it was the worst disaster the company had ever faced.The shrill ring of the phone cut through the silence, further fraying William’s nerves. He ignored it, leaning back in his chair, utterly defeated. But his reprieve was short-lived. A soft knock at the door drew his attention.His secretary peeked in, her voice hesitant. “Mr. Gray, Mr. Jones and Mr. Bill are here to see you.”William’s jaw clenched. Brian Jones and Donald Bill were among the most demanding members of the board. They were notorious for their stinginess and narrow-mindedness, but under these circumstances, they were the last people he could afford to upset.“Send them in,” he said, forcing a smile onto his face.Brian, thin and sharp-eyed, strode in first, followed by the larger and more imposing Donald. Both men looked furious.“William, wh

Anderson Ancestral MansionThe study room’s atmosphere shifted abruptly, as though an unseen storm had descended upon it. The once calm and serene space grew heavy, an oppressive tension filling the air. An unnatural chill settled in, biting at the skin, despite the air conditioner being lifeless and still. The space, once warm and inviting, now felt cold and foreboding, as though a dark presence had invaded.Sitting behind the massive desk, Frank Anderson was the epicenter of the tension. His sharp gray eyes remained fixed on the laptop screen, where a trending video played.Bang!Frank’s hand slammed down on the desk, the sharp sound reverberating through the room. His face twisted in fury as he paused the video, unable to bear another second of watching. The clip showed Rose, his granddaughter, being brutally beaten, her helpless state etched into his mind. She was the granddaughter he had long yearned for, only to discover her subjected to such abuse.“That damned Gray family! I w