Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 367

Chapter 367: Chapter 367 Package
Three days later, Rose found herself standing amidst the lively crowd gathered at Ross’s grand estate. The air buzzed with excitement, the atmosphere festive and full of cheer.

December 28 marked Ross’s birthday, and he had chosen to celebrate it in the most extraordinary way—by giving away millions of dollars to people he knew and even those he didn’t.

Ross had explained his reasoning to her the night before: “What’s the point of having so much if I can’t share it? Birthdays are meant to spread joy, and I have enough to make a difference in so many lives.”

It was a side of Ross that Rose hadn’t fully seen before, and it left her both intrigued and deeply moved.

“NEXT!” boomed a voice from the crowd. It was Ross’s neighbor, a burly man who seemed to take great pride in managing the line.

“Geneve Nestor! Friend of Ross from high school, 1 million dollars!” he announced.

The crowd erupted into cheers as Geneve stepped forward, eyes wide with disbelief as she accepted her check.

“NEXT!”

“Enrico Hill! Schoolmate of Ross from first grade, 500,000 dollars!”

“Edgar Buena! Stranger, 100,000 dollars!”

The announcements continued, one name after another, as Ross’s generosity touched countless lives.

Some recipients were old friends, while others were complete strangers. Ross made no distinction; his goal was simply to spread as much happiness as possible.

Rose watched it all with a sense of wonder. The sheer scale of the event was overwhelming, with hundreds of people gathered in an orderly queue that stretched out of sight.

Ross had spared no expense, hiring a team of bodyguards to ensure everything ran smoothly. Any attempts at theft or disruption were swiftly and silently dealt with.

Ross’s rules were clear: no one took what was his without facing the consequences.

As the day progressed, Rose couldn’t help but feel a deep respect for Ross. His generosity wasn’t just about money—it was about creating moments of joy and hope in the lives of others.

It was a birthday celebration unlike any other, and it made her realize just how unique Ross truly was.

By evening, the crowd had thinned, though the event showed no signs of slowing down.

Rose found herself seated with a group of Ross’s wives and other women who had gathered to celebrate his special day.

“So, will you come with us back to Parkland City after this?” one of the women asked, her tone light but curious.

Rose hesitated, glancing around the group. She had met most of them during one of Ross’s infamous parties—a night of wild debauchery that had left her blushing for days.

They all radiated confidence, their flawless bodies and poised demeanors a testament to the unique world they shared with Ross.

“I don’t think so,” Rose replied after a moment.

“My family is here, and my work keeps me busy, so I’ll probably stay.”

“Oh, really?” another woman teased, raising an eyebrow with a sly smile.

“I didn’t think Ross would be so trusting as to leave you here all alone.”

“Nope,” a third chimed in with a knowing laugh.

“Ross will definitely assign a bodyguard to watch over her. You know how protective he is.”

“Agreed,” said another, shaking her head with a grin.

“We all know Ross can be a bit… possessive at times.”

Their laughter was infectious, and Rose couldn’t help but join in. She had already noticed Ross’s fiercely protective nature. If he suspected someone might try to hurt or betray him, he wouldn’t hesitate to act.

Still, the thought of having a bodyguard shadowing her every move was a little daunting.

“We’ll see,” she said with a small smile, trying to brush off her nervousness.

As the conversation continued, Rose reflected on how much her life had changed in such a short time.

Her breakup with Edward, which once seemed so significant, now felt like a minor hiccup compared to the whirlwind world she had entered with Ross.

Looking around at the joy and celebration surrounding her, Rose realized something else: despite her initial reservations, she felt at home here.

For the first time in years, she was part of something bigger—a world where passion, generosity, and loyalty intertwined in ways she had never imagined.

As the festivities continued late into the night, Ross approached her, his expression warm but tired.

“Enjoying yourself?” he asked, his voice soft but filled with genuine curiosity.

Rose smiled, meeting his gaze.

“More than I thought I would. You’ve given so much today, Ross. It’s inspiring.”

He shrugged, a playful grin tugging at his lips.

“It’s my birthday. What better way to celebrate than by sharing what I have?”

And with that, the night carried on—a celebration of life, love, and the boundless generosity of a man who had everything yet chose to give so much.

***

One week later, Ross and his companions returned to Parkland City. The bustling metropolis welcomed them with open arms as Ross prepared to begin his second year in college.

Despite his extraordinary nature, he found solace in these mundane pursuits, deciding to embrace his time in the mortal world one step at a time.

For now, he was content to enjoy the life he had built and the people around him.

Meanwhile, back in Mirfield Town, Rose sat by her bedroom window, staring at the dark, starless sky above. A deep sigh escaped her lips, her thoughts lingering on Ross.

“I miss him already,” she whispered, her voice tinged with longing.

“Who are you missing?”

The unexpected voice startled her, sending a shiver down her spine. She spun around, her heart racing—and froze in disbelief.

“Ross?” she gasped, her eyes widening.

“How are you here? I saw you leave earlier!”

Ross smirked, stepping closer as she threw her arms around him in a tight embrace.

“Oh? Did you forget my nickname already?” he teased, his tone playful as his hands slid down to cup her soft, curvy backside.

Rose couldn’t help but smile at his familiar touch.

“Miracle Maker,” she murmured, shaking her head. For now, she didn’t care about the impossibility of his presence or how he managed to be in two places at once. Those questions could wait.

All that mattered was the heat that ignited between them as Ross pulled her closer, his lips brushing against hers.

His presence was intoxicating, making her forget everything except the way he made her feel.

Before long, the quiet of the night was replaced by the sound of their shared passion, their sweet moans echoing softly through the room.

For Rose, it was a moment of pure bliss, a reminder that Ross had a way of always being exactly where he was needed—whether it defied logic or not.