chapter1150

Jackson's face went so dark it looked like he might explode. A vein pulsed on his forehead as he fixed a hard stare on Rosie. He spoke slowly, each word sharp. "Rosie, at a time like this, you really picked a fight with the Goss family? Do you even realize what they mean to us?"

The Goss family was his biggest support. That was the whole reason he wanted Rosie to marry Alfie. And now... Rosie had managed to mess it up?

Rosie's shoulders trembled, tears glinting in her eyes, but she stuck her chin out. "You can't force someone to feel something. I was never happy with him. Just seeing him annoyed me."

Mandy glanced at Jackson's furious face, looking a little guilty. She let out a soft sigh, her voice tinged with helplessness. Jackson, it's not even about what Rosie wants anymore. The Goss family already spread the word. They won't accept her."

Mrs. Goss was completely firm, and the gossip had spread like wildfire in their circle. Mandy hadn't dared to mention that part.

Jackson's eyes darted to Rosie, sharp and cold. "Tomorrow, you'll go to the Goss family and apologize. I don't care how you do it. You have to make things right and get them to take you back."

He couldn't afford to lose the Goss family.

Rosie stared at him, shocked, her eyes instantly filling with tears as anger and hurt twisted inside her. "Why do I have to apologize? Alfie's useless! And now you want me to grovel? That's just humiliating!"

Her voice broke and she started to cry quietly, shoulders shaking.

Benjamin saw how upset Rosie was and wanted to say something for his daughter, but Mandy gave his sleeve a gentle tug, stopping him. All he could do was let out a heavy sigh, his chest tight with frustration.

What sense did any of this make? Did he really have no say at all in his own daughter's marriage? If she didn't like the guy, why did thye have to push her? Things had already gotten out of hand. What else could they do now?

Just as Rosie's emotions were about to spill over, Jackson's phone rang, sharp and sudden.

He spotted Harvey's name on the screen. A wave of dread washed over him. He hesitated, then picked up.

Harvey sounded breathless and

tense. "Sir, it's bad. Miss Rosie is blowing up on social media. People are saying she secretly took pictures of Lydia and paid trolls to drag her name through the mud. Screenshots of their chats are everywhere. The whole internet is turning on her, and it's getting worse.

And now the Shaw family's son is speaking out against her.

"If this keeps going, it could affect your reputation too."

Jackson's grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white.

"I get it. Don't do anything for now." He ended the call, then turned a cold look on Rosie.

Rosie shrank under his glare, voice small and shaky. "I really don't like him..."

Jackson just gave a cold snort and ignored her. He scrolled through his phone, checking the news for himself.

Rosie's fear spiked as she watched him, not understanding why his stare felt so icy.

Jackson scrolled through page after page of negative headlines, feeling dizzy as he took it all in. His fingers flew over the screen. The trending hashtag

#GibsonHeiressSlanders TopScholar, sat at the very top. Inside, the screen was filled with chat logs of Rosie supposedly directing trolls, and high-res photos of Lydia taken without her knowing. The comment section was a mess of anger.

[Rosie is so cruel. Lydia was just

having a simple meat in puble and

public,

Sie such dirty tricks to frame her. How low can you get?