She was not aware of the family named Anderson in her past life at all and this is technically her first time hearing their name. “Young Miss, if like you said that madam had asked you to look for them in her letter. I think you should go and look for them yourself, now that the Master isn't around to monitor your movement.” Paige suggested again. She had seen the multiple times when William had single handedly chased the person that Anderson family sent to ask about Rose. She didn't know why or the reason but she was sure that William was trying to hide Rose from them because he wanted something. It was at that time Paige suspected that there was something going on.“Thank you for this information. I will definitely find them tomorrow after I close from school so please be expecting me to come late tomorrow as well." Rose nodded, even without being told she would definitely look for this Anderson family before William comes back from his two day business trip.“In that case, I will
When they arrived at school, Rose directly went into her classroom and headed to her seat next to Kehlani who was already sitting in her seat. “You're here already, Rose." Kehlani remarked, immediately Rose sat down.“I almost got late though.” Rose calmly replied as she placed her bag on the table." It's your second so you can relax a bit.” Kehlani told Rose with a small smile on her face." Thank you." Rose grinned at Kehlani who blushed and looked away which made Rose raise a brow at her deskmate’s behavior. Did Kehlani just blushed because she grinned at her?“I have something to collect from the teacher. I'm coming." Kehlani suddenly stood up like she just remembered something and quickly rushed out of the classroom before their homeroom teacher entire their classroom.Rose watched Kehlani leave the classroom before turning her attention back to her bag and bringing out a few books that would be needed. A few minutes later, Kehlani came back and sat down on her seat. Just as s
Rose wasn't paying any attention to the girls. After what Kehlani had said she just turned her mind back to her food. However, she saw Tori knocking on the table but chose to ignore it.“Hey! How can you be this rude? Didn't you hear me?” Tori slammed her hand on the table. She was always quick to lose her temper and eight now she couldn't stand how Rose was ignoring her.Everyone looked at Rose who was calmly eating her food. ‘Can I have a peaceful day without having to deal with annoying pricks and kids that have been spoiled rotten by their families? ‘ Rose complained in her mind. For a second she was able to have a peaceful lunch with minimum eyes on her, but the kids here have just come to ruin it. Reason? She doesn't know what their problem is. She really hates having to deal with attention like this.“I heard that she just arrived from another country, so she is obviously being rude to us." One of Tori's lackeys commented in a voice loud for the students to hear.The students
"Oh right! Here... take this. This is the calling card and address of my etiquette teacher when I was 5. My mother was the one who invited her for me but I still have her contact. She will teach you some of the things you lack. Don’t worry about the bill. I will pay everything for you. Okay?" Rose said while giving Tori a sweet innocent smile. Tori stared at the business card in front of her and lost her cool. “Are you crazy?! What did you mean by giving me that god-damned card?! Is this some joke to you crazy bitch, huh?!!" Tori slammed her hand on the table and got as she yelled furiously at Rose.“Seriously, Tori?" A voice suddenly spoke from behind and everyone turned their attention to see Sandra walking in.“Senior Sandra." Tori, who also turned around, called her gently.“Rose, why are you sitting here and letting this spoiled child spitting on you?" Sandra ignored Tori and stood in front of Kehlani but her eyes were on Rose." I was just trying to introduce help to her but s
She unlocked the screen and saw a message with Sophia's name on it. “Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Rose mumbled to herself before clicking to open the message. Sophia: Sister, I hope you won't be mad at me. I have a place I need to go to and I don't want the rain to fall and catch me on the way so I asked the driver to take me. Please, use the same means you used yesterday to get home. “You've got to be kidding me!" The corner of Rose's lips twitched in anger. “Crazy, sly bitch. Just wait and see! I have prepared a gift for you once William comes back.” She mumbled. ‘And I remember assuring Aunty Paige that bitch wouldn't ditch me off at school. So I'm going to use the public transportation back home, huh? Anyways, I do have a place to be today as well so it's a good thing.’ Rose thought to herself and the image of what happened between her and Tori at the cafeteria popped into her head. ‘I guess she is trying to take revenge for her friends, huh? How loyal! You should
Is it worth it? For a man that doesn't even love you? Is it worth it? No. Never! There isn't anyone in the world that you can't live without! When you don't even love yourself, how do you expect others to love you? And if others don't love you, you should love yourself more! ‘This is so messed up! It would have been much better if I had a different father than William. I wouldn't be hunting for revenge like a lost and hungry beast.’ Rose thought to herself. There was one thing she was still confused about her mother's death. She couldn't say or point out the real reason but she knew something was wrong with her mother's death apart from Beatrice being the one to cause the accident. ‘That’s right, I have to investigate what happened that day as well and dig out Beatrice's connection. That crazy woman looks docile on the outside but definitely has some connections.’ She had almost forgotten that Beatrice was the one who planned her mother's accident. Rose was lost in her own thou
How much pain is there under the cover of an innocent face? Only those that have seen the dark and survived could bury their pain so deep. And she was still so young. “Rose, listen. If there's anything I can help, just let me know. Ok?" Theresa sincerely said as she looked into Rose gray eyes which had a just little amount of life in them. It was only people who looked deeply into her eyes that could tell and see how lifeless they were. Theresa pursed her lips together, she saw herself in her. She saw pain. She saw darkness. She saw desperation. She wished she could take them away from her. Completely oblivious to what Theresa was thinking, though she knew Theresa felt pity for her. ‘Pity? I don't need that. I need revenge, that is the only way I can be at peace.’ Rose thought to herself, she was slowly losing herself to her urge of revenge. Suddenly, an idea just popped into Rose, and she dwelled in it for a few seconds before she replied, "I appreciate your concern, Mrs. Cla
Seeing that the passenger was leaving without paying him, the driver quickly opened the car door as well. “Hey, Miss." He called, making Rose turn to look at him.“What is it?" She asked.“You haven't paid my money yet." He told her.“I know that. Wait here and let me confirm if this is really the eldest son of the Anderson family house like you claim." She replied casually and walked towards the gate without waiting for his response.“Are you kidding me right now!" The corner of the driver's lips twitched in her anger, seeing how the girl who looked no less than a younger sister to him ignored him.‘That kid is crazy! Why did I have to encounter a crazy rich brat today of all days?’ He raged in his mind. This is the first time he would be encountering a crazy passenger like Rose in his entire six months of being a taxi driver.When she reached the black gate, she pressed a button on the voice intercom that was placed outside and spoke through it.“Anderson residence, how may I help y
"Shut up!” Victor snapped sharply, his voice quivering with rage. The injustice he felt burned like a firestorm inside him. “They beat me up! They should be begging for my forgiveness! I’m going to sue them all and throw them in jail!” His eyes blazed as he glared at the crowd, his words venomous. “How dare you mess with me? You’re all dead!” The crowd erupted into sneers and laughter. “If anything happens to us, the world will know it’s the Grays who did it,” someone retorted. “You’ll face justice soon enough.” Another voice chimed in, “Miss Rose Gray, it’s pointless to be kind to people like them. They don’t know the meaning of gratitude!” “They’re heartless,” a third agreed. “The more you tolerate them, the worse they’ll treat you.” “Some people are just born wicked,” an older man said, shaking his head. “Victor Gray is the perfect example.” Rose, standing at the center of the storm, glanced at Victor with a faint trace of pity. She sighed softly and said, “But he’s still my
The Gray couple stood devastated, their carefully constructed façade crumbling under the weight of the truth. William seemed to freeze, his face twitching with barely restrained fury. For a moment, he looked like a man teetering on the brink of madness. How can I possibly agree? Everyone is watching and listening. But those shares are mine. MINE. Rose kept her gaze fixed on the floor, her shoulders hunched like a frightened lamb. Her small frame trembled slightly, evoking pity from the onlookers. Poor girl. The crowd whispered amongst themselves. Born into wealth but treated like an outcast in her own family. Even her own father uses her without hesitation. Beatrice’s fists were clenched so tightly her nails dug into her palms. Her mind was racing. No. We can’t give those shares back. They’re ours. Sophia’s and Victor’s future depend on them. She can’t take them from us! Sophia stood frozen, her face burning with suppressed anger. Yet, she dared not speak, remembering the backla
"How could a father steal from his own daughter? Or is she not even considered his daughter?” “Is the Gray Corporation really that desperate now?” Outraged whispers spread among the crowd. Some female reporters expressed their disgust. “Do you only see your son as your child? What about your daughter? This is outrageous!” Someone chimed in, “He surely cares for his daughter, it all just depends on which daughter you're referring to. And it's obvious that you mean Sophia. Look at her outfit! That dress alone is worth more than $100,000, and her jewelry must cost a fortune of a million. However , look at the poor Miss Roseline Gray…” All eyes turned to Rose, and the difference was undeniable. “My God, it seems like the ex-wife’s daughter hasn't been treated well.” “It’s clear who gets the love and resources in this family…” Beatrice Gray’s face tightened as she realized the shift in the room’s mood, but it was too late. Sophia, unable to contain her anger, stood up and snapped a
It was a speech prepared and arranged for Rose to deliver, and it would have sounded far more convincing if she had done so. However, Rose had stayed quiet the entire time, leaving William Gray with no choice but to do it himself."Fake? Photoshop? That’s the best explanation you can offer? Ridiculous! Do you think we’re so blind that we can’t tell the difference between fake and real? Does he truly think we’re stupid?"Some reporters exchanged skeptical glances, their pens pausing mid-sentence. The crowd seemed to share the same sentiment, murmuring in agreement, except for a small group of reporters.Before the other reporters had the chance to challenge him, a few voices rang out from the front row.“Mr. Gray is absolutely correct," one reporter said with exaggerated conviction. "The video lacks credibility. It's easy to manipulate footage these days, especially with advanced editing software."Another voice quickly added, "I agree. It’s well-edited, but if you look closely, you
---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 soon as Rose entered the room with William, Beatrice, Victor, and Sophia, the reporters surged forward like a swarm of hungry predators."Roseline Gray, what’s your opinion on the recent video?""Roseline Gray, how do you feel about being attacked by your half-brother Victor Gray?""This isn’t the first time, is it? Why have you stayed silent about the abuse?""Your father didn’t defend you—have you ever resented him for it?""How do you feel about the way your stepmother treats you?""Doesn’t your stepsister Sophia support you either? Do you feel completely isolated?""Roseline Gray, I heard you came back to the country, so what did you do to be beaten up by your step brother?”Question afte
………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 irritation evident as Rose had made them for a long time on purpose.“Why are you wearing that? Pick a brighter color! You look better in something cheerful. And put more makeup on!” Beatrice protested as she scanned what Rose was wearing.‘What is she trying to do? Is she trying to look weak on purpose?’ Beatrice fumed internally. ‘This conference is meant to prove the video was false, not the opposite! If anything bad happens to my son, you’ll pay for it!’ she seethed.Rose’s eyes filled with tears as she replied meekly, “Dr. Noah said makeup could cause scarring if applied before my cuts heal. But I thought it would look too obvious without anything, so I used a little to cover most of the
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 his chair, studying the board with newfound respect. “You’re quite skilled. Your mother must have been an excellent teacher.”“She was,” Rose replied, her tone tinged with fondness. “She always said chess was like life. Every move matters, and you have to think several steps ahead.”Frank nodded, his expression thoughtful. “A wise woman. And what have you learned from this game?”Rose paused, a small smile playing on her lips. “That you’re cautious but adaptable. You test your opponent before committing to a strategy.”Frank raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. “Well observed. You’ve got a sharp mind, Rose. A rare gift.”“Thank you,” Rose said, warmth creeping into her voice.As the game p
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.”Anne smiled, the playful edge fading. “Well, as long as she knows I’m the most important one,” she said with a wink.Julian laughed, crossing his arms and leaning back casually. “I’ll tell you what Rose, in order to soften the situation. It would be best if you call mom ‘Grandma’ and father ‘Grandfather,’ Deal?”Rose laughed, feeling the warmth of their banter. “Deal!” she said, her heart lightened by the playful atmosphere. She totally forgot that she felt stiffened up earlier.“Well,” she said, giving Anne a quick hug, “I’ll call you Grandma, if you prefer that. I just... I think it slipped out. It feels right.”Anne’s face softened, her smile returning. “Of course, darling. I suppose
*********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 her inside, where Frank and Anne Anderson awaited in the living room. Despite the familiarity, Rose still felt a twinge of hesitation as she approached them.“Rose, my darling,” Anne said warmly, pulling her into a gentle hug. Her soft hair brushed against Rose’s cheek as she held her close. “I’ve been worried about you. I’m so glad you’re here now.”“Thank you, Grandma,” Rose replied, her voice steady though her heart fluttered at the kindness."My goodness, how on earth did you end up in this state? How dare William Gray let his incompetent fool do this to my precious child? Does he have a death wish?" Anne fumed, her voice trembling with rage. Though most of the wounds were finally heali