Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 561 He Treats Rosie So Well

"Yes. You're right. This is the best outcome possible," Miles said, his voice as steady as ever as if nothing had changed. "I'm glad you're happy for Rosie. You don't have any objections to Grandpa's will, do you?" As he spoke, his eyes briefly flicked to Anastasia, who was still seated on the couch.

The news that Rose had inherited the entire Young family fortune would inevitably spread across Regalia, especially with the media present at the Xanth family banquet.

Although Chloe might not be aware yet, both Harriette and Anastasia had been there, so they were well-informed.

"None at all!" Harriette was quick to respond, her words bubbling out as if she were genuinely overjoyed.

"Grandpa took me in and gave me a home. I've always been so grateful for that. Any decision he made is the right one. "Besides, Rosie is Grandpa's real granddaughter, his bloodline. Everything in the Young family rightfully belongs to her!"

Her words were filled with so much sincerity that, if Miles hadn't already known she was an imposter, he might have believed her.

"What about you, Anastasia? What are your thoughts on this?" Harriette asked, trying to deflect the attention from herself for fear of her facade slipping. She swiftly turned to Anastasia, who was on the couch. In the brief moment when she turned her back to Rose and Miles, the joy on her face darkened, and her expression soured noticeably.

Anastasia witnessed the sudden shift and was momentarily taken aback. Harriette hadn't even bothered to hide her disdain. It was as if she didn't consider Anastasia worth the effort of pretending around. Feeling Miles' expectant gaze, Anastasia shrugged nonchalantly. "I have no objections either."

After all, there was nothing she could object to. Initially, she had contemplated claiming a share of the Young family's wealth.

However, she gradually realized that she couldn't outmaneuver Miles. His unwavering determination to honor Oliver's will and secure Rose's inheritance rendered any resistance futile.

Moreover, since Harriette's return, Anastasia had lost not only her opportunity to contest the will but also her status as the Young family's eldest daughter. Now, she was nothing more than a laughingstock within Regalia. Even armed with the knowledge of Harriette being an imposter, the repercussions had already taken their toll.

Her true identity had been exposed during that charity auction, where her deception of posing as the Young family's eldest daughter was revealed for all to see.

Even if the truth about Harriette was revealed, Anastasia knew she could never reclaim her status, so there was no point in resisting.

more interested in seeing how long this

crossed her lips. She was well aware

watched the drama unfold. Still, it was for the best. At the very least, Jonathan now owed her a favor. With a soft chuckle, Anastasia rose from the couch and headed upstairs, leaving nothing but

eyes immediately narrowed as she caught the intentionally

Then, shifting her attention to Rose, her tone turned soothing. "Rosie, don't let her

decision,

could hear her but chose not to defend herself. She didn't even look back once and simply continued to her

unease. She wasn't upset-not at Anastasia, at least. In fact, the laugh hadn't bothered her in the slightest. It was

suddenly stated. She had

Miles mentioning beef stew was an attempt to coax her back to the Young Estate, but at this

the kitchen prepare beef stew earlier. I'll have it brought out right away," Patrick said as

usual, and Miles stayed by her side

was palpable, and Harriette, sitting beside him, couldn't help but feel a twinge

you really do treat Rosie well," she commented, resting her chin in

to swiftly balance his

evening, an unusual pause hung in the air. He didn't make any move, nor did he spare her a

Harriette was momentarily stunned.

she started pondering the reason behind this sudden shift, Miles finally scooped some of her favorite dishes and placed them

you and Rosie are very dear to me," he said softly, his tone as warm and doting as

smile returning as she relished the food Miles had served. "You treat me very well, too, Miles!" she exclaimed,

en

ruin that smile and carry out the task Lizzie entrusted her

you and Rosie are very dear to me," he had said. But Harriette wasn't the real