The morning sunlight filtering through the gaps in The Peak apartment curtains brought no serenity. Instead of peace, the morning commenced with the relentless vibration of a phone on the nightstand.Rose, who had just finished her shower and was still wrapped in a bathrobe, turned on the television in the living room. Her eyes widened instantly. On the screen, a national news station displayed paparazzi photos of Samson opening a car door for Itari, followed by snapshots of them inside Baskoro's residential compound. None of the photos were intimate or overtly affectionate; they merely captured the two of them engaged in conversation.The headline read: "HOT SCANDAL: Personal Bodyguard Runs Off with the Wife of Tycoon from the Baskoro Family, Director of Roseland Corp!"It wasn't just on television. Rose opened her social media and found both Samson’s and Itari’s names sitting at the very top of the trending topics. The narrative built against them was meticulously crafted and lethal

"Good morning. I am Rose, Director of Roseland Corp," Rose’s voice rang out, cold and authoritative, in front of the executive reception desk.She kept her sunglasses on, projecting an undeniable sense of urgency. "I need to see the Chief Executive of this hospital immediately. It is an urgent matter regarding a medical audit."The receptionist looked startled. Even with a face mask concealing most of her features, Rose’s commanding aura was unmistakable. "My apologies, Ms. Rose, but do you have a prior appointment? The Director is currently in an internal meeting—""Cancel it," Rose cut her off sharply. "Or inform him that I will personally review Roseland’s partnership with this hospital network in five minutes if I am not sitting in his office."The receptionist turned deathly pale. She instantly grabbed the telephone, and after a brief exchange, nodded politely. "Right this way, ma'am. Fifth floor, the office of the Director, Dr. Gunawan."Samson walked closely behind Rose, mainta

Under the dim, flickering glow of the cabin light, Rose retrieved her phone, her hands still trembling slightly. She opened the dark-blue folder and aimed the camera at the first page—the document detailing the fraudulent diagnosis and the implicitly forced instructions for high-dose sedatives, all signed under the intense pressure of the family."All of this evidence is going to land Andrew in massive trouble," Rose said, her voice laced with resolve. "Next, we need to get an independent medical examination for Itari. That way, every single kidnapping accusation my father threw at you will completely fall apart.""For now, we need to see Dr. Adrian, then head back to the apartment to check on Bianca’s condition as well," Samson replied.Samson gave a firm nod, a flash of cold determination igniting in his eyes. He spun the steering wheel, guiding the borrowed SUV through the streets, which were becoming increasingly slick under the torrential downpour."Our execution has to be precis

Hendra gestured for Rose and Samson to follow him into the examination room. Inside, Itari sat with slumped shoulders, her face still etched with deep, lingering trauma. Sensing their arrival, both Clara and Itari turned toward the door. Itari immediately stood up and approached Samson."Sam, regarding that news report... I am truly sorry," Itari said, looking intensely guilty. "You were dragged into the fallout because of me, and I—" She trailed off, falling silent for a long moment."No, there is no need to apologize, Mrs. Itari," Samson replied calmly. "I knew it would eventually come to this. Regardless of the circumstances, your official status remains that of Mr. Baskoro’s wife."Hearing Samson's increasingly rigid and formal tone, Itari realized with painful clarity that a strict boundary had been drawn between them."Yes," Itari murmured, a faint, melancholic smile playing on her lips as sadness clouded her eyes."Mrs. Itari, please lie down here," Hendra interjected, gently b

Rose held Samson’s gaze for a long moment, then gave a firm, resolute nod. The panic that had briefly paralyzed her began to dissolve, replaced by an absolute, unwavering trust in the man standing before her."I understand, Sam. I’ll secure these documents right now," Rose whispered, her voice carrying a newfound calm and fierce determination.Together, they stepped back inside the apartment unit, sliding the glass door shut with careful precision to avoid making any suspicious noise. On the sofa, Bianca had just placed her spoon down onto a completely empty bowl. The warmth of the food had brought a fraction of color back to her pale face."Wow, Daddy's porridge really is the best!" Bianca cheered with a wide smile, gazing up at Samson with the pure, adoring eyes of a child proud of her father.Samson approached her, a subtle smile playing on his lips—a necessary mask he had to wear to preserve the girl's fragile peace of mind. "I'm glad you liked it. Now, we need to relocate to a ne