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

realization spread among the guests, a few faces that had initially brimmed with eagerness

way toward Elijah and Rose, her face

calligraphy?" she asked, her question direct

quiet confidence was evident as she momentarily glanced toward Elijah. With all eyes in the room fixated on her, she

she believed that the worst comment she would receive would be a polite "not bad". This was their territory, and maintaining appearances was paramount. However, not everyone was

directly before him, ensuring that no detail would escape his discerning eye. A heavy silence settled over the 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

"Oh no, her calligraphy isn't that good. Mr. Xanth, you're too kind..." Her words trailed off as she

it's good, why is there a 'however'?" Her mind raced as she fought to

even more strained as Elijah continued, "Mrs. Finch Senior as

already know her skills are indeed lacking. It's truly unfortunate for such an exquisite piece of text like the

disdain as if

them that their earlier praises were

their part in a world driven by social graces and appearances. Only the audacious leader of the Xanth family dared to

"Indeed, this calligraphy isn't up to par. All that praise just

a few steps back to lessen their presence and escape the discomfort. Eleanor's forced

a seasoned member of high society, was momentarily at a loss, only managing

her quick

found a way

respond. "Please accept my

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

as a pawn, she was ready to use her as a stepping stone instead. Aware that Clover had been

piece from

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