Rose’s POV

I clenched the steering wheel more firmly, my heart racing so intensely that it almost overwhelmed my mind. Victor remained indoors the entire duration. Nevertheless, his guards refused to let me in. Seeing him exit his apartment with another woman—grinning, giggling, behaving as if everything was fine—twisted my stomach into a knot of rage.

Who was that woman?

I inhaled deeply and irregularly, striving to maintain my composure. There must be a rational explanation. ...