Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 575 Tricked Her Into Coming

It was Lizzie's birthday, and she was dressed more elegantly than ever. Cyrus had personally gone to pick up Ezra, and after saying goodbye to him, Lizzie made her way to the women's side to greet her guests. However, before she even reached them, she overheard some unpleasant remarks.

Yara had arrived at the flower wall before Lizzie. Ever since Rose had been revealed as the long-lost daughter of the Xanth family from Lerain Group and simultaneously inherited Young Group, Yara had been in a foul mood.

Every gathering she attended with her friends seemed to center around Rose, with words full of admiration and eagerness to get closer to her.

This evening was no exception, as the gathering of influential women inevitably turned to the subject of Rose. Not wishing to engage, Yara sat quietly on a swing chair hidden behind the flower wall.

The surrounding gossip left a bad taste in her mouth, but she took some comfort in knowing that someone else was suffering even more than she was.

As Yara observed the strained smile plastered across Lizzie's face, she couldn't resist stoking the flames.

"Rose seems to be quite popular, huh? But isn't this your birthday banquet, Aunt Lizzie? Somehow, it feels like Rose has stolen the spotlight, and she hasn't even arrived yet."

Despite Rose's conspicuous absence, she had already overshadowed the guest of honor. Naturally, Lizzie was furious. However, as the wife of a prestigious family, she had spent years crafting an image of elegance and grace. Her smile wavered, but she tried her best to keep it in place.

"Aunt Lizzie, isn't it exhausting to force a smile like that?" Yara asked with a light chuckle, her soft voice laced with scorn.

She refused to believe that Lizzie's mask was impervious to scrutiny, for that was precisely what it was a carefully constructed facade.

When Yara married Liam, her heart was already brimming with resentment. As events unfolded and Bella passed away while Jack vanished into thin air, she was convinced that Rose and Jonathan were to blame.

From that moment, she had felt a flicker of fear toward Jonathan. As for Rose, she felt nothing but resentment and refusal to concede.

She wanted to compete with Rose, to trample her, and to humiliate her. It was as if, by doing so, she could exact some sort of twisted retribution for her own fall from grace.

However, nobody could have anticipated that Rose would become the sole heiress of the Young Group and the only daughter of the Xanth family from the Lerain Group in the blink of an eye.

Either of these two identities alone was enough to make anyone envious, let alone when it was one person who possessed both simultaneously. It was infuriating.

Yara was both furious and defeated. With Jonathan's protection, it was futile to even think about challenging Rose. Any attempts would only lead to retribution from the Xanth family, the Young family, and perhaps even some members of the Finch family.

but even in her frustration, Yara knew she had to remain observant

an eye on the situation. In

of her. Yara's earlier jab had shattered Lizzie's facade, and her

anger palpable even in her absence. Yara couldn't help but wonder if that fury stemmed from her comment or if

because of

there were other reasons for Lizzie's anger, Rose was surely the

Manor, Cyrus had been busy

step of the way. However, in private, she was a completely different

others, she was poised and warm, but behind closed doors, a cold intensity filled her

was that someone?"

many days, she

vividly recalled Lizzie's expression changing the moment Eleanor mentioned Rose. It was a sight to behold, and Yara felt a surge of excitement. Knowing that Lizzie harbored animosity toward Rose, she thought that perhaps she could use this

"Where is Ms. Shaffer?"

should be

"I hope she's coming..."

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wall continued to revolve around Rose, with everyone eagerly waiting

outside the Young Estate, Eleanor had indeed arrived to pick

parked nearby. "Rosie, come on. Get in the car," Eleanor called

back to the villa in Royal Garden. Whenever she stayed at the Young Estate, Clover would be the one to

competition, with neither willing to

"Rosie, hurry up..."

might suddenly

seated, Eleanor told the driver, "To

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