Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Please Accept the Five Hundred Million

Inside the room, after having changed into fresh attire, Rose became entranced by a photo hanging on the wall. In the photo, two men and a woman stood side by side with their students' day attire. However, their faces had been smudged with black paint. Was this young lady the "Anastasia" mentioned by Mr. Young? Who were the other two Individuals? Could they be Mr. Finch and Mr. Young? She refrained from overthinking and swiftly dried her hair. Letting the hair casually fall behind her, she prepared to go out. As she opened the door, two pairs of eyes met hers. "Mr. Young... Evan..."

A bewildered expression flickered across her face. She had assumed that Miles would leave after bringing her here. She hadn't anticipated him waiting for her.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

What's more, she wondered when Evan arrived. The look in Miles's eyes held a mix of shock and

bewilderment.

"Ana"

He instinctively wanted to call out Anastasia's name. However, he suddenly realized something and immediately withdrew his thoughts.

Rose glanced at the dress she was wearing and instantly realized her mistake.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Young. Did I choose the wrong outfit? I'll change immediately," she apologized.

The dress she was wearing had been taken from a corner of the closet. She had assumed it wasn't something cherished by the owner. However, it seemed like she had picked the wrong one.

Just as she was about to turn, Miles grabbed her wrist, causing her body to tense. Miles quickly released her hand, returning to his usual gentlemanly demeanor

"There's no need to change, Ms. Shaffer. This dress suits you very well.

"I bought this dress for Anastasia, but she didn't like it. She tried it on only once and left it in the closet. So, feel free to wear it; it's no problem."

He smiled warmly. Rose hesitated, unsure whether to change or not.

At a loss for what to do, Evan suddenly spoke up, "Rose, we should be heading downstairs."

With a sunny smile on his face, he extended his arm like a gentleman, waiting for her to link hers with his. Oblivious to his possessiveness, Rose graciously took his arm.

Miles gazed at her retreating figure with a dazed expression. He thought that Rose merely had eyes resembling Anastasia's.

However, when she came out wearing the dress, her smile seemed to bring Anastasia back to life right before his eyes.

Anastasia... he murmured, unable to resist following Rose.

In the villa's backyard, Jonathan, who was now dressed in a suit, sat in the farthest corner of the yard. His gaze fixed on the second-floor staircase.

After a long time of not noticing Rose, impatience began to show on his handsome face. Just as he was about to lose his patience, Rose and Evan descended the stairs hand in hand.

His sharp eyes narrowed. Evan was just her senior; was it necessary to be so intimate? His gaze was filled with a sharpness that he couldn't conceal.

Just as he was infuriated, Miles's voice rang out from the villa, "Please allow me to introduce the guest of honor for tonight's celebration, the champion of the National Jewelry Design Award, Ms. Shaffer." Rose hadn't prepared for this, and everyone's attention instantly turned to her.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Rose."

She immediately put on a graceful smile, thinking she could handle this quickly and find a quiet corner to avoid the limelight.

However, Miles's voice echoed again. "The most important event tonight is to commemorate Ms. Shaffer's winning bid of 500 million from Mr. Finch's auction. Ms. Shaffer, please accept it."

Along with his voice, Rose's phone vibrated. She took out her phone, which was filled with countless missed calls from Evan and a bank notification. She was momentarily stunned.

"Damn!"