Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 571 He Can Still Last

As Rose retired to her room and Miles stepped away to answer a call, Harriette was left alone. Miles hadn't even spared her a glance, almost as if from beginning to end, only Rose and Miles existed, and she was invisible. Even Eleanor, who seemed intent on troubling Rose, hadn't directed any of her pent-up frustration from waiting outside the Young Estate all day toward anyone.

A bitter chuckle escaped Harriette's lips, her outward smile starkly contrasting the churning fury within. Silently cursing Eleanor, she then recalled the invitation for Rose to visit Finch Manor in ten days to examine the evening gown. The real purpose of the visit was crystal clear. Eleanor wanted to flatter and curry favor with Rose.

Rose's newfound status as the heiress of Young Group and daughter of the former head of Lerain Group had elevated her to such heights that even someone as proud as Eleanor was compelled to step down from her pedestal and seek her favor. Jealousy surged within Harriette, filling her with a suffocating frustration. Witnessing Rose's success was nothing short of revolting, and she knew she had to do something to change this.

"Ms. Harriette, why are you alone here? Where are Mr. Miles and Ms. Rose?" Patrick asked as he returned from escorting Eleanor out. He noticed something unsettling about Harriette's expression.

However, in an instant, her face lit up with a bright smile, causing him to doubt his initial observation.

"It must have been my imagination. Ms. Harriette is sweet and kind. She would never wear such a frightening expression," he thought.

"Rosie was tired and went to rest. As for Miles, he just went to take a call," Harriette explained. "Anyway, I'm feeling a little tired too, so I'll head to my room now, Patrick."

Beneath her bright smile, even the raspiness of her voice seemed less grating. With a final wish of a good night, she made her way upstairs. However, the moment she turned her back on Patrick, her smile evaporated.

She couldn't maintain the facade for even a second longer, her mind awash with thoughts of Rose's success.

Unbeknownst to Harriette, Miles, who appeared to be fully engrossed in his phone call, had been observing her with keen interest. Through one of the many mirrors adorning Young Estate's lavish decor, he watched Harriette's retreating figure.

Her lack of familiarity with Young Estate had become her undoing. Had she known better, she would have realized that in that brief moment when she turned away from Patrick and her smile faded, the mirror's reflection might have revealed her true emotions. Miles' gaze turned contemplative. Just then, Jonathan's voice came through the line. "Did Rose agree?"

Despite being aware of Eleanor's visit to the Young Estate, he hadn't intervened. He knew that with Miles present, Rose would be safe from any mistreatment.

Moreover, Eleanor's long wait outside the estate didn't seem to be aimed at causing trouble for Rose. Just as Jonathan had anticipated, Miles confirmed that Eleanor had invited Rose to Finch Manor ten days later.

frown crossed Jonathan's brow as he considered the

that day?" Miles asked, aware that Eleanor wouldn't have chosen

birthday,"

motive. Clearly, her invitation wasn't solely about mending the evening gown. As for Lizzie's birthday celebration, he reckoned it would

her birthday will be quite an extravagant affair this

coffee table in the living room covered with a plethora

to keep up with all the invitations when he noticed Rose descending the stairs, followed closely

at this..." he said, gesturing toward the

continued, "Everything was still calm and peaceful yesterday, but today... This one is from Mrs. Flamel of Centuria Group, inviting you to her daughter's coming-of-age ceremony, and this one is from Mrs. Loche, inviting you to celebrate the anniversary of her

every notable family in Regalia

a day to reflect upon the news of Rose's

and asked, "Ms. Rose, are there any events here

sense of vigor. Not only had he changed the way he addressed her from "Ms. Rosie" "Ms, Rose", but he also believed that he, as an old-timer, could continue serving for

his new charge, and he was

Besides, many of them were scheduled for the same time, so it would be impossible for her to be present at all of them, even if she

won't be attending any

of Rose's disinterest in such social gatherings. "Instead,

gifts and

household in

image, Patrick nodded with determination, promising, "I'll see to it

Group waiting for Rose to familiarize herself with, she quickly finished her breakfast and left the

were already waiting, their passengers emerging as she

in his eyes was unmistakable, causing a wave of emotion to wash

of relief. She was still trying to come to terms with their connection and needed time to fully understand and accept it. "Rosie, I'm here to pick you up. Let's go. My car is waiting," Clover called out, hopping out of his own car and rushing over to