Semua Bab Honey, You're a Billionaire?: Bab 521 - Bab 530

"Say, what do you think about adding a daughter to the family? Do you think the elders would be happy?" Although it was a question, Clover seemed to already have an answer when asking it.Emily was at a loss for words. The two had always had a tacit understanding in their cooperation, and she could always grasp his intention from just a sentence. But… what did he mean this time? She was clueless. Just as she pondered, Clover nodded with satisfaction. "That's it."Emily was perplexed. "Mr. Xanth…"However, he had no means of responding to her, making her even more baffled by the sudden situation. Suddenly, she saw him rising from his seat.A series of crisp and loud claps sounded in the venue, with the one applauding being…Pulling the crowd's attention from the henpecked husband that was Jonathan, Clover, who held the Number 95 paddle earlier, became their new focus."Have you done what you came here for, Mr. Finch?" Clover urged Jonathan with a hint of impatience, as though sa

"I can pay for that…" Miles hurriedly interrupted Jonathan. However, he realized Clover had purchased it and wouldn't give it to him even if he offered a higher price.Clover was so calculated to foot the bill and sign the contract beforehand. That way, Miles couldn't do anything about it!At that point, Miles regretted his action earlier. Had he not been distracted by Harriette, he could've prevented Clover from purchasing the suit! He looked at Clover onstage and saw his annoying smile.Although Clover was shocked to receive Jonathan's support, he quickly seized the chance and added, "It's okay, Rosie. Even if you refuse to be my sister, I'll still gift this suit to you!"His genuine expression, paired with Emily's characterization of him, made the usually arrogant man look rather pitiful at that moment. It would be hard to hurt someone with a face like that. He stared at Rose, awaiting her decision."Clover!" Miles tightened his fists. He didn't expect the CEO of Lerain Group

Miles' voice was steady as he continued, "Grandpa adored Harriette, both publicly and privately. She had always been the true eldest daughter of the Young family. If you need proof, there's someone here who can confirm it.""Who?" someone in the crowd asked.Miles' gaze landed on a figure in the corner of the room, drawing everyone's attention to the person he was looking at. A murmur of recognition swept through the crowd."Mr. Finch?" Indeed, the man standing before them was none other than Jonathan.Then, realization dawned on them. "That's right! Ms. Young and Mr. Finch were childhood sweethearts. If anyone could vouch for Ms. Young's identity, it would be him."However, the crowd wondered if Jonathan would be willing to involve himself in this delicate matter.At that moment, Jonathan appeared uninterested, his attention seemingly fixed on the ring he was absentmindedly toying with. His indifference was palpable, dimming Harriette's hopeful gaze.Upon seeing this, Anastasia

Clover continued his relentless monologue, barely pausing for breath. Rose was a bit overwhelmed, and even Emily, who had just caught up, couldn't help but chuckle. The two women exchanged amused glances, their smiles mirroring each other.Noticing their mirth, Clover frowned and delivered another light tap on Rose's forehead. "What's so funny? I'm giving you advice, and you're not even taking it seriously!""I'm listening!" Rose protested, rubbing the sore spot on her forehead.However, Clover remained unconvinced. "I don't think you're actually paying attention."Rose contemplated Clover's words, understanding his genuine concern for her well-being. Still, something nagged at her. "Harriette..." she muttered.While she couldn't define her feelings toward the woman, there was no denying the sympathy Harriette's raspy voice evoked. "She must have endured a lot over the years."Clover, however, remained skeptical. "If she really suffered that much, she would have returned sooner.

"That's wonderful! If I can't sleep at night, I can easily find Rosie for a chat," Harriette exclaimed, her face lighting up with joy.Although it was getting late, Patrick still prepared a celebratory feast to honor Harriette's return. Harriette requested that they serve the meal in the garden. As they dined and drank, she often gazed at certain spots, lost in thought, as if recalling something significant. The purple lilies of the valley in the garden were in full bloom."I never imagined these lilies would not only survive but also thrive like this," Harriette murmured while walking amidst the beautiful flowers. Her expression turned somber as her thoughts seemingly drifted back in time.Understanding her longing for Oliver, Miles said softly, "Grandpa tended to these flowers himself throughout the years. I'm sure he missed you greatly."Perhaps it was the alcohol, but Harriette couldn't hold back her tears as she quietly wept for their grandfather. Miles tenderly consoled her