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.

so long, and I wasn't sure how to

recognized her as Harriette, would

and after a brief pause, he raised his eyebrow slightly. "Indeed, she is Harriette the eldest daughter of

hung heavy in the air, and the implication was clear-Anastasia was not the true eldest daughter of the Young

while Anastasia visibly faltered. She swayed slightly, dizziness overcoming her as she stammered,

eldest daughter?" someone in the

had always been presented as the eldest daughter of the Young family. Her face, her presence it had

the murmurs, explaining, "During that banquet, Grandpa didn't bring Anastasia, but she appeared at the event

for her identity, she instinctively replied that she was the eldest daughter of

Anastasia had

hardened as he delivered his accusation. "She deliberately

like that!" Anastasia instinctively protested, but after Jonathan confirmed that Harriette was indeed the eldest daughter of the Young family, her confidence

bore down on

what little strength she had left to speak up, even if her words felt

on purpose. Harriette was gone... I just wanted to honor

repeated, his voice laced with cold

meant..." Anastasia tried to explain, but the growing murmur of the

tries to honor someone by stealing their identity?" one

should've let everyone know she existed in the first place,"

line here-taking advantage of someone's disappearance to claim their identity. How is that different from someone

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

that the eldest daughter was well-mannered

that the real one's back, what should we do with

incriminating voices grew louder, each comment accompanied by piercing stares that

that..." she

she pushed her way through the crowd and

to Harriette, noticing her

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