Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

And there was also Miles... He was currently on vacation abroad, which was a time meant for relaxation. If Rose were to die, hearing the news would likely affect his vacation, right?

He would definitely rush back for this.

It would be a time of sorrow and a time to take on the responsibilities of Young Group once again.

He wouldn't know that Harriette played a part in Rose's death. In truth, Harriette only held resentment toward Rose, and even if she were with the Young family, she wouldn't harm Miles.

However, when Rose reached this conclusion, she felt particularly uneasy.

But she didn't have enough time to figure out why she felt uncomfortable. She thought about Elijah, Clover, Yvonne, Emily...

The people she thought about flashed through her mind one by one.

Outside the warehouse, Harriette, in a state of panic, ran out. Once she was in a more populated area, she resumed her act.

The doctors and nurses who left the warehouse earlier were no longer there.

Harriette was surprised. At that moment, she ran and bumped into a man.

"The warehouse is stocked with explosives. Madam mentioned that she is worried Carl might not have the resolve, and she feels assured only when entrusting it to you..." The man already had a deep voice, and he lowered it deliberately when speaking.

Harriette was momentarily startled. As she looked up, she saw a man wearing a mask, dressed like a doctor from the hospital.

After saying that, the man hurriedly walked past her and left.

"Did you call the police?"

"They've been alerted, and the nearest police officers are on their way..."

"Where's our security guards? Make sure to take everything we need. That patient

is out of control. If something like this happens in our hospital, it could have a negative impact."

Harriette heard the surrounding noise and snapped back to her senses. She looked at the busy people around her.

No wonder she hadn't seen the doctors and nurses who were in the warehouse earlier when she came out. It turns out they were all busy bringing in reinforcements to handle the situation.

Police... Security guards... She wouldn't let anyone interfere with what was to happen today.

In her mind, Harriette kept hearing the deep voice of the man from earlier. She looked down and suddenly realized she was holding a remote control. She didn't know when it got there.

"The warehouse is stocked with explosives. Madam said she's worried Carl might not have the resolve, and she only feels assured entrusting it to you..."

understood what

he referred to

plans, so she had already set up explosives to kill

and Carl wouldn't be

getting louder, and before Harriette had much time to think, she had already made a decision in her

let

control, took a deep breath,

explosives,

sound arose, accompanied by flames that

who

strength of

was hard toward not only Rose, but even more so toward Carl, who devoted himself entirely to

help but wonder if, once she no longer had

turn against her and eliminate

a bit scared. She quickly thought about her potential usefulness.

days ago, she heard that Cyrus

got divorced, Lizzie would no longer be part

immense wealth and power she

would still be

Harriette breathed a sigh of

explosion, someone noticed her kneeling on the ground and approached her with concern asking, "Miss,

It was a nurse.

to glance at the nurse, suddenly remembering what she

pressed the remote control, she

her performance

Rose's still inside! Please, you have to save her...

nurse's hand. Her hoarse voice was tinged with sobs, making her worry palpable to

they can rescue the people inside,"

heard the sound

was certain that even if the fire department came, they wouldn't be able to rescue

the nurse's assistance, Harriette got

her away from the scene, and throughout

and anxiety did not

the warehouse was extinguished after

searched around,

There wasn't a single

inside would have been blown to pieces from

to celebrate, but someone else being there meant she

and was then taken back to Young Estate. Her tears