Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 525 The Real Eldest Daughter

Miles' voice was steady as he continued, "Grandpa adored Harriette, both publicly and privately. She had always been the true eldest daughter of the Young family. If you need proof, there's someone here who can confirm it." "Who?" someone in the crowd asked.

Miles' gaze landed on a figure in the corner of the room, drawing everyone's attention to the person he was looking at. A murmur of recognition swept through the crowd.

"Mr. Finch?" Indeed, the man standing before them was none other than Jonathan.

Then, realization dawned on them. "That's right! Ms. Young and Mr. Finch were childhood sweethearts. If anyone could vouch for Ms. Young's identity, it would be him." However, the crowd wondered if Jonathan would be willing to involve himself in this delicate matter.

At that moment, Jonathan appeared uninterested, his attention seemingly fixed on the ring he was absentmindedly toying with. His indifference was palpable, dimming Harriette's hopeful gaze.

Upon seeing this, Anastasia felt a glimmer of hope. Despite her earlier misstep with Jonathan, she silently prayed that he would remain a passive observer in the Young family's affairs.

Just as Miles was about to call out to Jonathan, Harriette's raspy voice cut through the tension first. "Jonathan, it's been a while."

Her smile was a blend of hope and apprehension as she addressed him. Harriette yearned to capture his attention, yet feared what he might see or see through.

Nonetheless, given their history as childhood sweethearts, she thought it was only appropriate for her to greet him.

Her voice hung in the air, and the room seemed to hold its breath as silence enveloped them. Jonathan didn't respond immediately, making the silence stretch out uncomfortably. Finally, Miles' patience wore thin. "Jonathan, Etta is back!"

This statement seemed to stir Jonathan from his reverie. His eyelids fluttered as he glanced at Miles before turning his gaze to Harriette.

"She's back? But didn't we cross paths recently?" he questioned, his tone slightly puzzled.

Seemingly afraid of being misunderstood, he hurriedly explained, "After the Finch and Maize family's wedding the other day, I bumped into someone. Wasn't that you? Why did you just run away without even saying hello?"

Harriette was caught off guard when Jonathan openly mentioned what had happened that day, but she quickly regained her composure, her smile brightening with a hint of joy.

greet you because it had been so long, and I wasn't sure how to face you... especially with my voice..." she confessed, her words

distress, Miles quickly interjected, "Jonathan, since you've recognized her as Harriette, would you mind confirming her identity for

met Miles' gaze, and after a brief pause, he raised his eyebrow slightly. "Indeed, she is Harriette the eldest daughter of the Young family

was not the true eldest daughter of the Young family. No one present dared question his

She swayed slightly, dizziness overcoming

how did she become the Young family's eldest daughter?" someone in the crowd

always been presented as the eldest daughter of the Young family. Her face, her presence it had been ingrained in their minds. Some people even recalled the banquet where Oliver first introduced

"During that banquet, Grandpa didn't bring Anastasia, but

someone's life, and when that person asked for her identity, she instinctively replied that she was the

sarcasm. He had suspected back then that Anastasia had attended the banquet on purpose and taken on

deliberately took over the identity that rightfully belonged

It wasn't like that!" Anastasia instinctively protested, but after Jonathan confirmed that Harriette was indeed the eldest daughter of the Young family, her confidence began to

crowd bore down on her, making her

mustered what little strength she had left to speak up, even

mean to take her identity on purpose. Harriette was gone... I just

Miles repeated, his voice laced with cold

to explain, but the growing murmur of the

tries to honor someone by

If she truly wanted to remember Harriette, she should've let everyone know she existed

someone's disappearance to claim their identity. How is that different

Young. This was deliberate. After all, when the real eldest daughter was still around, everyone knew

eldest daughter was well-mannered and had a close bond with Mr.

the real one's back, what should we do

each comment accompanied by piercing stares that disintegrated

not like that..."

to face the crushing judgment any longer, she pushed her way through

to Harriette, noticing her slightly furrowed brow and the unconcealed worry on