LOGINA tall middle aged man stepped inside,.dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit that accentuated his confident bearing. The newcomer carried himself with effortless confidence, an easygoing smile, and the relaxed charm of someone who could make conversation with anyone. As soon as he reached the
The moment Frank and Anne saw her approaching from the distance, both of their faces immediately lit up with unmistakable joy. "There she is," Anne said happily, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. Without waiting for Rose to walk all the way to them, Anne stepped forward with surprising
The following day was none other than the day of the banquet. Beatrice sat elegantly before her dressing mirror while an experienced stylist carefully adjusted the final details of her makeup and hairstyle. A satisfied smile rested comfortably on her lips as she admired her flawless reflection.
Rose folded her hands together on her lap before speaking. "If we arrive together, there'll be rumors. The banquet will be attended by politicians, business leaders, and influential families." She smiled apologetically. "I don't want everyone talking about us before we're ready." She paused briefly
Three days had passed since Sophia and Henry's engagement banquet. The excitement surrounding the event had gradually faded, and everyone's lives slowly returned to their usual routines, as though the dramatic incidents that had unfolded that evening had become nothing more than distant memories.
The nearby guests couldn't help smiling. "What a sensible young lady." "She's incredibly mature." "She speaks with remarkable grace." "Madam Donna truly raised her well." Instead of putting Rose in an awkward position, Sophia had somehow become the one making unnecessary remarks. Sophia heard
The ringtone buzzed sharply through the stillness of the office. Alex didn’t flinch. He reached for his phone, eyes narrowed as the screen lit up. The name flashing on the display was one he trusted more than most—Reed, one of his most loyal men. “Speak,” Alex said the moment the line connected.
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch,
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern, stylish building with neon accents and a sleek black-and-gold sign that read The Luxe Lounge. It had a mix of a high-end arcade, a private club, and a casual dining area—clearly designed for the elite high school crowd looking for entertainment.
After finishing their meal at the restaurant, Rose had assumed that the incident with Margaret would prompt Karen to cut their day short. But she quickly realized how wrong she was. Despite Rose’s gentle protests and tired attempts at persuasion, Karen was unrelenting—dragging her from one boutique







