Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 558 Who To Follow

Rose wasn't fond of being the center of attention, and she sighed inwardly. But then, she noticed several familiar figures approaching her from the edge of the crowd.

First, there was Elijah, her biological father, who possessed a calm and reserved demeanor that felt inexplicably familiar even during their first encounter.

Then there was Clover, who had once been her sworn brother but was now revealed to be her blood-related cousin, exuding a bold and protective aura.

Next to him stood Miles, her refined older brother, who could have easily kept the Young family's fortune hidden but chose to honor Oliver's will and pass everything to her. Lastly, there was Jonathan.

As the group made their way toward her, their presence brought Rose an unexpected sense of calm. Each had a commanding aura, and just one of them could silence a room.

Therefore, when the crowd of socialites and noble ladies noticed their approach, they instinctively parted, creating a path for them.

"Rosie, you seem a bit weary. Would you like me to take you home?" Elijah inquired with concern, observing Rose's discomfort at the social gathering.

In his eyes, his cherished daughter, the esteemed young lady of the Xanth family, didn't need to entertain anyone. Her happiness and well-being were paramount.

"That's right, Rosie. I've already arranged for a hot bath to be prepared at the villa. You can relax as soon as you're back," Clover chimed in with a doting smile.

For him, this banquet was more than just a gathering. It was an opportunity to announce to the world that he now had a sister-a true, biological sister.

He had even invited the media, knowing that this revelation would send shockwaves throughout the business world. Now that their objective was achieved, Rose did not need to exert herself any longer.

By "home", Clover naturally meant the villa at Royal Garden, where Rose had been staying for quite some time.

However, his words didn't resonate well with everyone. Even Elijah's brow creased slightly. Just as he was about to speak, someone else interjected.

Young Estate to prepare your favorite beef stew and a few other dishes you enjoy. By the time we arrive home, everything will be ready," Miles said, beaming warmly at Rose. "The only home that Rosie will be returning to would be the Young Estate since that's where she truly belonged!" he

shot Miles a dismissive glance, stating, "The chef at the villa can also

but also Oliver's. Ignoring Clover's remark, Miles calmly stated, "Rosie, now that we've honored Grandpa's wishes, I believe it's time to visit him

in agreement. "Rosie, it's only right to

Rose downstairs where the Young family's car was already parked out front, waiting. When Rose saw it,

seated and the car disappeared from view, the three men finally averted

concerns hidden from Rose, none wanting to drag her into the looming danger. Regardless, no one would

in front of them, their gazes sharpened, narrowing as they focused

the Young Estate, do you think that imposter Harriette might try

as he spoke. "Miles won't give

eyebrow. "You seem awfully

am," Jonathan affirmed. "In fact, Miles probably despises the

weren't just siblings who had grown up together-there were deeper, more complicated emotions involved. When the fake Harriette returned, she manipulated Miles, taking advantage of his feelings for the real Harriette and even scheming against Rose. Miles had every reason to despise

a sudden thought occurred to him, and he murmured, "Beef stew? Didn't Uncle Elijah love beef stew as

I didn't bring the chef to Regalia, but it's not a problem.

as he quickly reached for his phone to

Xanth family stood nearby, head

the years, he had unknowingly adopted her preferences as his own. Little did he

him regarding Celeste... Just moments ago, he had already

to know what Celeste had experienced all these years while he had been

Jonathan's, a sense of gratitude flickered in his eyes. A small smile formed on his lips as he spoke with sincerity. "Thank you, Mr. Finch." "You're welcome, Mr. Xanth. And, please, just call me Jonathan," Jonathan responded, his sharpness softening as

hisz

hers. This selfless act left a lasting impression on him