The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Rose's eyes widened in utter disbelief as she gazed at Rosalynn, "Can I... really do that?"

"Why so shocked?" Rosalynn asked, a playful smile dancing on her lips. "Wayne and I don't have many relatives left, and this big old estate of Moonlit Lake would feel so empty with just the four of us and a handful of staff, don't you think?"

"I only have Penn by my side." Rose's eyes wandered to Ivy and Cory, who were tossing a frisbee with a golden retriever, "I envy you for having so many loved ones around. It's clear to me, everyone here adores you."

"It's a two-way street, you know. They love me because I treat them well," Rosalynn said casually. "Take your time. The folks at the company might not be too fond of your past actions, but once they see you're making an effort to improve, they'll come around soon enough."

Rose looked at Rosalynn with newfound respect.

"Alright, I'm still wearing the badge of your secretary, and I won't let you down!"d2

"That's what I like to hear," Rosalynn said with a twinkle in her eye.

Deep down, Rose understood why Wayne was so captivated by Rosalynn.

She was a vision, indeed, with an almost invisible aura that seemed to soothe the soul. The more Rose talked with her, the more refreshed she felt.

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"Go join them. I'll just enjoy the fresh air here," Rose said quickly. She then watched in silence as Rosalynn mingled with the pets and children, all of them in a happy uproar.

Even the cat perched on Calvin's head came over to her willingly, rolling over to expose its fluffy belly for a scratch.

The dog, usually boisterous, turned gentle by Rosalynn's side.

Rose watched, spellbound. If only she truly belonged here. But the thought startled her, and she quickly pushed it away.

"Ms. Albinia, what has captured your attention so?" Jacob's voice came from behind her.

Rose turned to him, "President Strand."

Jacob didn't reply, instead, he too watched Rosalynn, "She's like the warm sun in March, isn't she? Thawing the frost with her gentleness?"

"Yes," Rose agreed, nodding.

It was the perfect analogy.

The warmth of the March sun, reviving the frozen earth, bringing life to all things.

"But don't be fooled by her soft exterior, Ms. Albinia," Jacob suddenly said with a chill in his voice.

Rose looked at him puzzled.

She thought, surely, no man truly liked being under a woman's thumb.

Was Jacob about to spill some unsavory truth about Rosalynn?

"Underneath that gentleness is a firm hand," Jacob continued, a playful glint in his eyes. "If you're going to work closely with her, you'd better toe the line and work hard. Don't harbor any ill will or schemes. If she catches you, you'll learn just how deceiving that gentleness can be."

He wasn't gossiping, he was offering advice...

"President Strand, when I visited your company with Ms. Tesdal, I behaved terribly and must've left a bad impression, right?"

Jacob's response was noncommittal.

"After that visit, Ms. Tesdal gave me a piece of her mind. I've been too influenced by my mother, but I had an epiphany that day. I've been working really hard to change these past months!" Rose's tone and expression were earnest and soft.

"I heard you solved a tricky problem for the project team and later mediated a dispute between two departments. Rosalynn praised you to me, said you have potential and is planning a solid project for you," Jacob said, eyeing Rose. "That's why I'm taking the liberty to give you this friendly advice. Do well, and don't let your ambitions stray, or you might find out the hard way how her kindness can turn into something quite terrifying."

"Thank you, President Strand. I'll remember that!"

With that, Jacob called out for Max and strode confidently towards the others.