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.

something against you," the woman remarked in

helplessly. "Seems

where this resentment might have stemmed from but found the whole situation unjust. After all, she had always viewed herself as

helped her earlier and felt guilty about her unintended reaction to the woman's voice. So, she let her

Rose admitted again, planning to

before she could do anything, the woman affectionately linked

the staff member. "She's my friend, and we

guests to bring companions to auctions, so the staff member didn't object. Before Rose fully realized what was happening, the woman

air..." the

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

woman was invited and brought Rose in with her was unbelievable and infuriating. She clenched her fists, seething with frustration and resentment. Meanwhile, the

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

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

gaze back to Rose, they

tone sincere. Even through

course!" Rose replied with

knowing that their connection wasn't just about

something else about this woman, a

quite put

meeting someone," the woman said, glancing at her watch before hastily bidding farewell to

the woman's departing figure, a sudden frown creased her forehead. For a fleeting moment, she could have sworn that she

Rose was certain that the

this, an unsettling feeling lingered, and Rose found herself stepping forward, almost

around, and their eyes locked. Rose

causing her to pause momentarily. "No, that definitely isn't Kelly. How could it have been

her lips as that thought crossed her mind. Rose concluded that her intense longing to find

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

and let go of the thoughts. There

doors slid shut, the woman's bright smile vanished,