The Hidden Billionaire Heiress

g the city in a gray mist. Rose stood at the edge of her

limp and soggy on the stone, t

all color and sound. The only thing that remained was the ache

vestigation, the funeral, the endless stream of condolences from people she barely kn

parents been taken from her? Why had their lives been cut short in such a brutal and senseless way? T

deep breath, the cool air filling her lungs. She had to keep moving, had to keep se

nes and the solemn faces of the mourners. She felt a sense of disco

atching her from across the graveyard. He was t

elt a shiver run down her spine. Then, the f

a veil. She took a deep breath and began to walk away from the gra

etermined to uncover the truth about her parents' murder. A

e not who you think they are." Rose's eyes scanned the surrounding area, but there was no o

nd the mysterious message? And what did they mean? As she walked, the

ut she was determined to uncover the truth, no matter what it took. She would follow ev

ouldn't wash away the determination in her heart. Rose was ready

a gloomy shadow over the city. She felt like she was walki

he mysterious message? And what did they mean? Rose's mind was racing with questions, but she had no answers. As she turned a corner, she noticed a figure followin

lized she was being stalked. Suddenly, the figure stepped out of the shadows. Rose's heart skipped a beat as

who knows the truth," they said, their voice low and husky. Rose's eyes narrowed. "What truth?" The stranger took a

tic? "I don't know what you're talking about," Rose said, trying to sound calm. The stranger chuck

nt from her? And what did they know about her parents? "I'm listening," Rose said, her voice barely above a whisper. Th