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.

have something against you," the woman remarked in her

helplessly. "Seems

might have stemmed from but found the whole situation unjust. After all, she had

nodded. "Yes." She was grateful to this woman who had helped her earlier and felt guilty about her unintended reaction

again, planning

linked arms with her. "Don't worry. I'll

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

the staff member didn't object. Before Rose fully realized what was happening, the woman had already led

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

to the voice, only to see the sunglasses-clad woman waving

infuriating. She clenched her fists, seething with frustration and resentment. Meanwhile, the woman seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself, laughing as if

couldn't help feeling a sense of satisfaction as she watched Yara storm

this, it was difficult not to

gaze back

this mean we're friends now?" the woman asked, her tone sincere. Even through the sunglasses, Rose

course!" Rose

connection wasn't just

else about this woman, a sense of familiarity that

quite put

at her watch

frown creased her forehead. For a fleeting moment, she could have sworn that she was looking at Kelly. "Kelly...

woman had been wearing sunglasses, Rose was certain that the face behind

feeling lingered, and Rose found herself stepping forward, almost instinctively following

the elevator, the woman turned around, and

on her face, the woman waved at Rose, causing her to pause momentarily. "No, that definitely isn't Kelly. How could

that her intense longing to find Kelly must have made her see traces of her in someone

woman's silhouette. Although they were of similar

and let

as the elevator doors slid shut, the woman's bright smile vanished, replaced by a dark, chilling