Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Without so much as a glance at Clover, Elijah approached Rose, his gaze locked firmly on her. His eyes seemed to drink in the sight of his daughter while simultaneously searching for the reflection of another cherished figure within her. "I'm here to take Rosie to the office," Elijah declared, his natural air of authority leaving no room for argument.

"I doubt anyone would dare to argue with him," Clover thought.

"Since he's here to take Rosie to the company, there's nothing more for me to say," Miles mused.

From a distance, Jonathan reflected on his decision. "I made the right choice. It's enough just to see my wife."

Meanwhile, Rose found herself unconsciously immersed in Elijah's gaze. She couldn't help but wonder if this was how a father gazed at his daughter.

The way he looked at her made her feel warm inside, a sensation she could only describe as happiness. It spread through her heart like sweet honey, leaving her wanting more.

"Let's go," Elijah said, holding out his arm.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Rose responded with a bright smile and naturally took his arm, unaware of how seamless her movement was.

The three men watched silently as Rose got into Elijah's car, their eyes trailing after the vehicle as it disappeared.

Despite his jealousy, Clover couldn't help but smile."Rosie left the banquet with Miles the previous evening and is now being whisked away by Uncle Elijah. Surely, it would be my turn the next day!" he mused.

His gaze subconsciously shifted toward Jonathan, his expression suddenly becoming guarded. A silent warning flashed in his narrowed eyes as if saying, "Don't even think about taking Rosie from me!"

Seemingly unaffected by the unspoken challenge, Jonathan merely arched an eyebrow and smiled faintly. It wasn't that he didn't want to vie for Rose's attention, but rather, he understood what she needed at this moment.

He would have plenty of time in the future to spend with her, and when that time came, no one would be able to take her away from him.

Now that Rose had left, there was no need for him to linger. Before getting into his car, Jonathan's gaze briefly swept over someone, and a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

Harriette had been quietly watching the entire time. Although she seemed calm on the surface, a storm was raging inside.

The sight of these outstanding men vying for the chance to merely take Rose to work was enough to incite envy and resentment. The happiness they exuded was something she desperately yearned to destroy.

"Etta, are you feeling unwell? You look really pale." Miles' voice suddenly broke through her thoughts, snapping her back to reality.

Only then did Harriette realize Jonathan and Clover had already left, leaving only Miles standing beside her.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" she wondered. Panicking, she quickly touched her face in an attempt to conceal any visible reactions.

She stammered, "R-Really? Maybe I was just too tired yesterday and didn't sleep well last night. Miles, I had a dream... I dreamt about the accident before I went missing..."

Harriette's tale was entirely fabricated. Her real intention was to unsettle Miles and evoke his sympathy so he wouldn't dwell on any unusual expressions she might have displayed earlier.

Unbeknownst to her, her face had not betrayed her at all. Miles' remark had been nothing more than a probing comment.

A glint of coldness flickered in his eyes for a moment, but his expression softened as if touched by her words.

"Don't be afraid. It was just a dream, and it's all in the past now."

"Yeah!"

Harriette's face brightened with a quick smile. She found comfort in Miles' familiar nature. No matter how perceptive he might seem, her appearance as Harriette would always sway him, leading him to believe her every word. She couldn't help but see him as gullible. Just as she was feeling pleased with herself, she heard Miles say, "Since you didn't sleep well, maybe you should stay home today and rest."

"No!" Harriette blurted and immediately regretted the intensity of her response.

She swiftly plastered on a smile and fell into her usual coy demeanor. "I can handle it, Miles. If Rosie can push through her exhaustion to work, how can I justify staying home? I want to help you and Rosie as well."

In reality, all she really wanted was to learn more about Young Group so that she could prepare for her future plans. After all, she longed to claim Young Group for herself.

Miles chuckled, indulging her wishes. "Alright. Get in the car then. I can never say no to you."

With a sigh, he turned his back to Harriette, and his doting expression vanished in an instant.

For the first time, Rose found herself sharing a car ride with her father. Despite the spacious interior, she felt somewhat uneasy and uncertain of how to start a conversation.

...

Thankfully, it wasn't long before Elijah took the initiative, reminiscing about how he had met her mother many years ago.

As Rose listened quietly, she couldn't help but notice the spark in his eyes every time he mentioned her mother.

"You loved her deeply, didn't you?" she asked without thinking.

Elijah didn't hesitate. "Yes, with all my heart. She was the only woman I ever truly loved."

Even now, his love remained steadfast. Just a few nights ago, he had meticulously read through every detail about "Celeste" on his desk. With each page, he felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly.

He understood that she had married

Jamie solely to provide an identity

for Rose. Over the years, she had built Celeste Group by herself, remaining as bright as a star and radiant as she had always been. And that car accident...

The information presented to him revealed that Jonathan had investigated Celeste's death.

Elijah cast a sidelong glance at Rose. It was highly probable that Jonathan had been compelled to initiate his investigation due to Rose's lingering suspicions surrounding the circumstances of her mother's passing. The car accident seemed far from a simple incident, and Elijah had taken it upon himself to launch a separate inquiry, confident that he would soon uncover the truth.

As the half-hour car ride drew to a close, he felt as though he hadn't spent enough time with his daughter.

After arriving at the building, Elijah escorted Rose to her destination. He couldn't help but feel that their journey together had been too brief and that his precious time with his daughter had passed all too quickly. Shortly after they exchanged farewells, he received a phone call from his assistant, whom Clover had thoughtfully arranged in anticipation of his solo visit to Regalia.

"Mr. Xanth, an invitation has arrived for a Finch family birthday celebration in ten days. Shall I mark your calendar accordingly?"

Normally, the assistant would easily

dismiss invitations of this nature

without a need to report them. However a Finch family invitation carried a different weight,

particularly since Elijah had ordered aminvestigation into Jonathan just the previous day.

Elijah's brow furrowed. A birthday banquet hosted by the Finch family wasn't particularly intriguing to him. Nevertheless, he decided to keep a watchful eye on the situation.

"Find out if Rose will be attending," he instructed.

Taken aback by the request, the assistant paused momentarily. After the call ended, he promptly contacted the person who had delivered the invitation and discovered that Rose would indeed be present.

As the assistant relayed this news to

Elijah, the latter's eyes sparkled with newfound interest. "Clear my schedule for that day and arrange a birthday gift-no, make it two. One for myself and one to be presented on behalf of Rose."

Knowing that Rose would be attending, Elijah knew he simply had to be there as well. Not only would he be present, but he would also ensure that her presence was honored and respected to the fullest extent.