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.

diligent in her efforts to ingratiate herself with the father and daughter of the 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 favor with Elijah,

realization spread among the guests, a few faces

purposeful strides, Eleanor made her way toward Elijah and Rose,

Xanth, what do you think of this calligraphy?" she asked, her question direct and brimming with

she momentarily glanced toward Elijah. With all eyes in the room fixated on her, she

comment she would receive would be a

impassive, offering no hints of approval or disappointment. Finally,

Mr. Xanth, you're too kind..." Her words trailed off as she began to

'however'?" Her mind raced as she fought to maintain her smile. Glancing up, she noticed a frown now marred Elijah's

more strained as Elijah continued, "Mrs. Finch

skills are indeed lacking. It's truly unfortunate for such an exquisite piece of text

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

their earlier praises were merely a nod to the Finch family's status and

played their part in a world driven by social graces and

calligraphy isn't up to par.

who had showered Lizzie with compliments found themselves at a loss for words. Their faces flushed with shame and embarrassment. Some even took a few steps back to lessen their presence and escape the discomfort. Eleanor's forced smile was frozen

high society, was momentarily at a loss, only

her quick wit

she found a way

respond. "Please accept my

Her calligraphy skills are merely surface-level, far from refined However, I do have another piece that might be of

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

piece

Lindisfarne Gospels for Elijahelifet