Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 582 Nothing Special

Lizzie shot a fleeting glance at Rose, her eyes glinting with the satisfaction of someone who believed they had won. It was brief, but Rose caught it, leaving her puzzled. "What was that about?" she wondered.

Before Rose could make sense of Lizzie's strange look, Lizzie straightened up, having just finished her calligraphy piece.

The room buzzed with a chorus of praises, the admiration reaching a crescendo as though the work had been crafted by a grand calligraphy master.

"Thank you! My daughter-in-law is so fortunate to receive such generous praise." Eleanor beamed, basking in the glow of everyone's compliments.

Although she appreciated fine calligraphy, she lacked the expertise to truly evaluate Lizzie's work. However, having seen the real Lindisfarne Gospels, Eleanor couldn't discern much difference between Lizzie's rendition and the original. With the chorus of admiration filling the room, Eleanor felt confident. But it wasn't the approval of the crowd that she sought.

What she truly longed for was Elijah's recognition. If he were to offer even a nod of acknowledgment, Eleanor would seize the opportunity to present the gift she had meticulously prepared.

Amidst the lively chatter, one of the guests chimed in, eager to ingratiate themselves with the Finch family.

"Mrs. Finch, would you consider selling this exquisite piece? I would be honored to add it to my collection!"

"I'll pay you more for the piece!"

"Me too!"

Others joined in, eager to outbid one another in their quest to curry favor with the Finch family.

Basking in the attention, Lizzie graced the scene with a demure smile. The elegance of her attire and the poised manner in which she carried herself further accentuated her air of sophistication. Her eyes met Eleanor's, who simply responded with a hearty laugh. "My apologies, everyone," Eleanor said, addressing the room. "This piece isn't meant for sale, and it would be crass to discuss money at such a gathering. Lizzie, what do you think about gifting this calligraphy to someone?"

The crowd fell silent, contemplating Eleanor's intentions.

Xanth family. Her attempts at flattery were anything but subtle. Now, it was clear that this calligraphy piece was part of a strategic plan to further curry

faces that had initially brimmed

toward Elijah and Rose, her

do you think of this calligraphy?"

all eyes in the room fixated on her, she anticipated a

that the worst comment she would receive would be a polite "not

room, the air charged with anticipation as they awaited Elijah's verdict. His face remained impassive, offering no hints of approval or disappointment. Finally, a subtle smile tugged at the corner of Elijah's mouth. "Here it comes! The praise they had been waiting for!" Not only did the other guests think so, but Lizzie and Eleanor believed it as well. Eleanor had even mentally prepared to accept the compliments with humility. Elijah's deep voice broke the silence. "The content

too kind..." Her words trailed off as she began to sense that

he just say 'however?' If it's good, why is there a 'however'?" Her mind raced as she fought to maintain her smile. Glancing up, she noticed a frown now marred

grin grew even more strained as Elijah continued, "Mrs. Finch

truly unfortunate for such an exquisite piece of text like the

his expression filled with disdain as if he couldn't bear to look at it any longer. A collective

between Elijah and the calligraphy piece. It dawned on them that their earlier praises were

by social graces and appearances. Only the audacious leader of the Xanth family dared to speak his

moment, adding, "Indeed, this calligraphy isn't up to par. All that praise just now was really quite

faces flushed with shame and embarrassment. Some even took a few steps back to lessen their presence and escape the discomfort. Eleanor's

seasoned member of high society, was momentarily

quick wit

found a

respond. "Please accept my

inadequate display. Her calligraphy skills are merely surface-level, far from refined However, I do have

pawn, she was ready to use her as a stepping stone instead.

piece from

Lindisfarne Gospels for Elijahelifet