Chapter 484 She Remains Outside the Game of Rising Tension


Rose didn't realize her sigh of regret had slipped out aloud.

Yara was momentarily taken aback. Then, she let out a cold laugh. "Pity? Ms. Shaffer, you probably don't know its value, and you dare say it's a pity..."

She glanced at the evening gown Rose was staring at. Although it was hanging in the furthest corner of the wall, it was still very valuable. What right did Rose have to call it a pity? "Ms. Maize, you don't know this, but Rosie designs not only jewelry but also clothing," Anastasia explained when she noticed Rose's unusual behavior.

Yara was briefly stunned, but she quickly seemed to understand. Without hiding her mockery toward Rose, she sneered. "So she's trying to act like an 'expert' and mystify things... Ha!" "Trying to act like an "expert" and mystify things?" Rose withdrew her gaze, seemingly not hearing Yara's taunt.

Even after taking her seat, Rose couldn't get that evening gown out of her mind. The imperfection on the gown kept nagging at her thoughts.

"Today's family dinner is a bit special. It was just the Finch family in the past, but it's lively today. It's time for the Finch family to add new members."

Eleanor's voice broke the silence at the dining table, while her words made everyone present sit upright and take notice.

Adding new members... The younger generation of the Finch family was unmarried, and only Jonathan was present. Eleanor's intention was clear-she was urging Jonathan to marry!

Yara's face lit up with the most eager smile. "Grandma Eleanor, becoming a part of the Finch family is a great blessing. You should try this."

She got up from her seat and walked to Eleanor's side to offer Eleanor a piece of a fudgy brownie. "Grandma, I heard you like brownies. I enjoy making pastries, so how about I make some for you in the future?"

Yara's face was full of sweetness. Her intentions to please were unmistakable, and she wanted to become that new "Finch family member"!

Lizzie observed without saying anything. Instead, she cast a glance at Anastasia. Anastasia understood immediately, but she disdained such flattery.

the wife of the ruler of

a frequently mentioned businesswoman in Regalia's business circles, Anastasia

I heard you plan to build a comprehensive special education school for children. The Youngs happen to have a good piece of land. If you'd like, I'll have the

special education school for children. Such a charitable investment would benefit the Finch family immensely. This offer was far more valuable than

slightly as she glanced at Anastasia. Although she had lived abroad, she had heard of Anastasia, the eldest

also mentioned that Eleanor once considered the Young family, but Anastasia paled considerably in comparison to Yara.

instant, Yara's expression returned to normal. Although the Youngs were more powerful than

would merely have the Young family name if she couldn't outcompete Miles for power. To Yara, Anastasia was

focused on eating a piece of fudgy

you like fudgy brownies

that evening gown, its imperfections

her, she couldn't figure out a solution despite much effort. By the time she found a method, the evening gown had been reclaimed by its

never expected

before, but when she sat down, her mind couldn't help but ponder ways to

thoughts that she didn't notice the

looking at Rose. After a while, she picked up another fudgy brownie without responding

was thoroughly at a loss for words. Was Rose so blatantly

and lightly kicked her foot under the table. Rose was startled and looked

speak out and attract attention, so she used her eyes

face grew darker, but only for a moment before she resumed her "kind" smile. Her gaze fell on the second piece of fudgy

gaze, saw the brownie on her plate, and felt embarrassed. Could she say she didn't

could only manage to chuckle to ease the awkwardness. "Eat more if you like it." Eleanor signaled

spot on the long table had a plate of fudgy brownies. Though each

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