Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

When Carl confessed his longing for her, Lizzie didn't doubt him for a moment. She knew the sincerity of his emotions and capitalized on his yearning to maintain a firm grip on him. She had transformed him into a devoted tool, an obedient dog that loyally carried out her commands from the shadows. With dogs, only occasional treats were necessary to ensure their unwavering loyalty. Had it not been for her need to utilize Carl that day, she wouldn't have bothered indulging this "dog". However, there was a task that required his assistance. So, when he said he missed her, Lizzie nestled softly into his embrace, her hands encircling his neck as she initiated a kiss.

Her sudden display of affection was akin to pouring fuel on a fire, and Carl could no longer restrain himself. Passion took over as he left a trail of fervent kisses across her skin, claiming her hungrily.

Half an hour later, the heated breaths in the warehouse finally calmed down. Carl meticulously wiped away any evidence of their encounter from Lizzie's body before carefully readjusting her disheveled dress.

Noticing the unhappiness lingering in her eyes, he asked with concern, "What's wrong? Is it Mr. Cyrus again?"

"No." Lizzie cut him off. "It's because of Rose."

The mention of Rose sparked recognition within Carl. He was well aware of her identity as Jonathan's beloved woman.

"Did she upset you?" His frown deepened.

Carl's instinctive reaction when Lizzie was upset was to find a way to punish the offender. However, when it came to Rose, he found himself hesitating, as his fear of Jonathan had only grown stronger after the incident with Jack. "It's not that she upset me. It's just..." Lizzie lowered her gaze, her eyes shadowed with thought.

"You know I've never liked Rose. Eleanor used to look down on Rose's background, but now that she's become the daughter of the Xanth family of Lerain Group and inherited the Young family, Eleanor's attitude has changed. She even gave that emerald necklace to Rose today."

Lizzie's gaze darkened as she mentioned the necklace.

Most people were unaware that the necklace represented more than just its monetary value. It was a gift Eleanor had once presented to Nancy. The necklace symbolizes the Finch family's approval of its leader's wife.

Back then, when Nancy and Cyrus' marriage began to unravel, Nancy returned the necklace to the Finch family before departing. Since then, it had remained in Eleanor's possession.

All these years, Eleanor hadn't given the necklace to her or Bella, but that day, she had presented it to Rose.

The injustice of it all burned within Lizzie. It baffled her that Eleanor would give the necklace to Rose, of all people.

that Eleanor was rooting for Rose and Jonathan. If Lizzie didn't take action, she would be forced to witness Jonathan living happily ever

with her current status, she will undoubtedly become the most valued and prominent woman in the

gaze, a calculated plan forming beneath her somber expression. Upon seeing this, Carl's heart ached

his arms. "What

almost escaped Lizzie's lips, but she held her tongue at the

she said, "I don't necessarily oppose Rose marrying into the Finch family... But my standing within the family will be lost if she marries Jonathan. If she marries someone else from the family, it might be more acceptable." "Someone else from the Finch family..." Carl mused. As a

Yara, and although they rarely saw each other after the wedding, they still held the

that left only

asked, "You mean

to me would be significantly smaller. But... she and Jonathan are deeply in love. Why would she choose Ezra?" Then,

brows, nor did he want her status in

that Rose was the woman Jonathan cared

eyes sparked

heard he

laid out his plan, Lizzie listened intently, satisfaction swelling within her. However, despite feeling

head of the Young Group. Not to mention, there's Jonathan by her side... If this plan fails and they

unwavering. "Even if it fails and they find out,

remove any obstacles that stood in her way. Drawing her into his arms, Carl sought

cold smile crept up the corners of Lizzie's mouth as she leaned

be fine. And even if it weren't,

she had shaped him into her loyal and devoted dog. Whether he could successfully drive a permanent wedge between Rose and Jonathan hinged entirely

even more thrilling than her previous plan

warehouse, the atmosphere outside was getting

had