Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 530 Changed Identity

Harriette wondered if Rose had discovered Kelly's death. The truth was that Kelly was indeed gone, and in her place stood Harriette, the eldest daughter of the Young family.

Harriette gently touched her face and throat, feeling the changes she had undergone. To become Harriette, she had not only undergone plastic surgery arranged by Lizzie but also purposefully damaged her vocal cords. All she had done deserved to be compensated accordingly, and the compensation she sought was...

Gazing out at the balcony, she recalled her initial shock upon entering the Young Estate. She had to suppress her emotions, using a great deal of effort to immerse herself in the role of "Harriette".

The Young Estate in Aquastead was already grand, but she hadn't expected the Young Estate in Regalia to be even more so. After all, this was the legacy of one of Regalia's three major families. And now, she held the key as its eldest daughter. "Harriette... I am Harriette now, not Kelly..." she mused.

A sly smile played on Harriette's lips as she listened to the sound of Rose returning to her room from the balcony next door. She then whispered softly, "Rose, I'm coming for you."

She would now achieve what Kelly had never attained as Harriette and this time, with Miles and Lizzie by her side, she was no longer alone in her fight.

...

The following morning, Rose was greeted by Miles and Harriette's laughter as she descended the stairs. The blend of Harriette's hoarse voice and Miles' deep tone hung strangely in the air.

Observing the tenderness in Miles' eyes, she wondered if he felt pity for the supposed hardships Harriette had endured over the years.

"Rosie, you're awake," Harriette said, her bright smile warm and inviting. "Miles said this was your favorite breakfast. Come. It's ready for you."

"Thanks," Rose replied, taking a seat.

Throughout the meal, Harriette kept reminiscing with Miles about the past, repeatedly mentioning Jonathan's name. Every time she did, that photograph from the past would flash in Rose's mind, leaving her feeling inexplicably uneasy. "Rosie, I heard you're into design. I studied design too. Maybe we can share some ideas sometime!" Harriette had shifted her focus to Rose at some point, her tone light and friendly.

Rose snapped back to reality, smiling as she replied, "Sure."

"Miles, aren't we running late?" Harriette inquired, glancing at the time.

Miles indulged her with a smile. "It's our family's company. A bit of tardiness won't hurt."

first day at Young Group. I don't want to be

of Harriette's new role at Young

rehabilitation session that morning, she finished her breakfast

Rose retreated to her room to change into fresh attire before heading

Young Estate, Jonathan stood by a luxury car, waiting

"Jonathan..."

toward Jonathan. For a fleeting instant, Jonathan saw an echo of the past-Harriette running to him just like that. The memory was brief, and he swiftly brushed it aside, his expression hardening as she drew

the coldness radiating from him, the woman who had initially wanted to throw

about to reach Jonathan and lifted her face into a bright smile, trying to replicate the expressions she had seen in the old photos. She gazed at him and said, "Hi, Jonathan. Long

furrowed his brow. "Didn't we just see each

faltered, a shadow of unease crossing her eyes. "Yes, we did, but there were so

what about our encounter at the hotel?" Jonathan's

as he approached from the side, displeasure evident

is Harriette!" He glared at Jonathan as if reminding him of

"I know she's Harriette, the eldest daughter of the Young family. We

"Miles..."

about to speak

of sadness flickered in her eyes. "I wasn't ready to return to the Young family. I couldn't let him recognize me and I was even more terrified of him hearing

of grief in his heart. He couldn't conceal his sorrow whenever her damaged

faint smile. "But haven't you let me

"Jonathan..."

"Miles..."

emerge from the doorway at that moment. His icy demeanor instantly melted, replaced by a nearly palpable warmth. He smoothly maneuvered past Miles and

"Don't call me that!"

observing Harriette and Miles standing behind him. She instinctively tried to keep her

Understanding her concerns,

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