Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 511 We Are Friends

Still reeling from her humiliation at the wedding and its aftermath, Yara finally snapped. She marched up to Rose and gave her a hard shove.

Caught off guard, Rose staggered backward, only to be steadied by a pair of soft, delicate hands. The hands were gentle, yet firm.

She instinctively turned to face her rescuer and found herself momentarily captivated by the stranger's appearance.

Long, lustrous hair framed the woman's face, accentuated by an elegant beret perched atop her head. A black skirt and white blouse gracefully highlighted her slender figure.

Though dark sunglasses concealed her eyes, the woman's refined features still managed to convey an unexpected warmth.

"Are you okay?" the woman asked, her raspy voice taking Rose by surprise.

Sensing Rose's discomfort, the woman smiled wryly. "Sorry, my voice isn't the most pleasant. I suffered an injury years ago, so..."

Realizing her mistake, Rose quickly apologized. "No, I didn't mean any offense. I..." She had no intention of dredging up painful memories.

"It's fine. You meant no harm. Besides, I'm used to it." The woman shrugged, her smile bright and radiant as if she really didn't mind. Yet the simple phrase, "I'm used to it", alluded to the challenges she must have faced. Rose felt even more apologetic. "I'm really sorry..."

"Really, it's nothing," the woman reassured her before turning her curious gaze to Yara. "Anyway, what's happening here?"

From the moment the woman had appeared, Yara had been sizing her up. Even though she hadn't been back in the country for long, Yara was familiar with the notable families in Regalia, and this woman didn't seem to belong to any of them. Besides, she was certain she had never encountered someone with such a distinct, raspy voice. She scoffed.

"Just another nobody trying to weasel her way in, huh? Whatever. Rose, I'll let it slide today so that you don't get in the way of my charity work."

With a haughty smile, Yara dismissed them, her attitude dripping with arrogance.

Despite her tarnished reputation in the entertainment industry following her disastrous wedding, Yara still held onto her status as the eldest daughter of the Maize family.

Furthermore, though she was reluctant to acknowledge it, her marriage had made her a member of the Finch family too. Nonetheless, her haughty behavior only amused Rose.

you," the woman remarked in

helplessly.

the whole situation unjust. After all, she had always viewed herself as innocent in

woman who had helped her earlier and felt guilty about her unintended reaction to the woman's

again, planning to contact Anastasia

she could do anything, the woman affectionately linked arms with

invitation letter to the staff member. "She's

the staff member didn't object.

The one with your nose in the air..." the woman's raspy voice called out, snapping Rose

the voice, only to see the sunglasses-clad woman waving at her. It was clear that the snarky

her was unbelievable and infuriating. She clenched her fists, seething with

by the woman's audacity but couldn't help feeling a sense of satisfaction as she watched Yara storm off in

her would only intensify after this, it was difficult not to feel a little victorious at that

her gaze back to Rose,

woman asked, her tone sincere. Even

course!" Rose

knowing that their connection

spot. There was something else about this woman,

put her finger

have to go. I'm meeting someone," the woman said, glancing at her watch before hastily bidding farewell

creased her forehead. For a fleeting moment, she could have sworn that she was

been wearing sunglasses, Rose was certain

and Rose found herself stepping forward, almost instinctively following

and their

her to pause momentarily. "No, that definitely

crossed her mind. Rose concluded that her intense longing to find Kelly must

then carefully reconsidered the woman's silhouette. Although they were of similar height, there were discernible

Rose tried to clear her mind and let go of the thoughts.

elevator doors slid shut, the woman's bright