Honey, You're a Billionaire?

The wedding would inevitably continue, as even Eleanor affirmed, "Let's not delay the auspicious occasion any further." Both Bella and Yara resisted vehemently, but Jonathan's gaze was fixed on Rupert, clearly awaiting the Maize family's decision.

Rupert was no fool. He knew that Jonathan's insistence on continuing the wedding wasn't just about punishing Yara-a more strategic purpose was at play, which was to sow discord within the family.

If Yara were to marry Jonathan, it would undoubtedly bolster Jack's position. However, should she wed Liam, the newly acknowledged Finch family member, the Maize family would be forced to choose between supporting Jack and Liam in the inevitable power struggle. Rupert found himself caught between a rock and a hard place, yet he knew a decision had to be made. Everyone in the room seemed to be holding their breath, waiting for his choice.

Finally, he let out a weary sigh and turned to Yara. "Go and complete the wedding."

Bella and Yara were both stunned, unable to fathom his decision.

"Rupert, we cannot let this wedding happen!" Bella exclaimed.

"That's right, Dad! I won't marry him!" Yara protested.

Rupert's expression darkened. They were no longer in control of the situation.

"Go now, or the Maize family will sever all ties with you! From this moment forward, you will no longer be a part of our family."

Rupert had reached the end of his patience. Yara's actions had not only disgraced herself but also tarnished the Maize family's reputation. Allowing her to remain a part of the family was already an act of leniency on his part as her father. "Dad!" Yara cried out in desperation.

"Get on with it!" Rupert commanded sternly.

It was at that moment Yara realized that she was left with no choice. With a heavy heart, she glanced at Liam on the stage, feeling a deep-seated revulsion. Despite her inner turmoil, she forced herself to walk up to him and take her place by his side. "Now, let us proceed with the exchange of wedding rings," the officiant announced, moving the ceremony forward.

As the ring slipped onto Yara's finger, her pent-up resentment reached its apex. Unable to resist, she shot a bitter glance at Jonathan, her eyes filled with unfulfilled longing. However, she noticed that Jonathan's gaze was fixed elsewhere. Following his line of sight, Yara saw Rose and clenched her fists unconsciously.

At that moment, Rose was sitting between two men whom she recognized. One was Miles, the eldest son of the Young family, and the other was someone she had heard of at the Finch Manor-Clover from Lerain Group.

The three of them were engrossed in a conversation, the content of which Yara couldn't hear. However, the tenderness and adoration in their eyes as they looked at Rose were unmistakable.

"Miles... Clover... Rose sure knows how to seduce men, huh?" Yara thought.

Glancing back at Jonathan, she noticed he was still fixated on Rose, his eyes filled with a warmth she had never witnessed before. At that moment, a new idea began to form in her mind.

The union between the Finch and Maize families was expected to be a grand event, and it certainly was just not in the way people had anticipated.

After the wedding, Yara returned to her room fuming with anger and began smashing everything in sight. Seeing the onslaught of ridicule and mockery directed at her online only intensified her rage.

Unable to keep up with deleting the scornful comments on social media, she hurled her phone at Kate's head. Blood immediately began to trickle down.

"Get out!" Yara screamed, madness consuming her. "Don't dirty my space! Scram!"

Hurt and confused, Kate rushed out of the room. The bleeding from her head continued, yet no one seemed to notice. As she made her way to the bathroom to clean herself up, someone stopped her. "That could lead to an infection," the woman said, her voice brimming with concern. "You should go to the hospital."

Kate turned around and was stunned to find Rose standing before her. Yara had always paid special attention to Rose, so much so that she had personally instructed Kate to deliver the wedding invitation to Rose. "I'll get you a cab," Rose said when she saw the blood continue to flow from Kate's head and realized that urgent care was necessary.

She gently took Kate by the arm, determined to help her.

The warmth emanating from Rose's hand felt almost magical to Kate. Despite knowing that Yara would be furious if she discovered that Kate had been associating with someone Yara despised, Kate couldn't resist foflowing Rose.

Outside the hotel, Rose was about to call a cab to take Kate to the hospital when Clover's car pulled up in front of them.

Seeing the blood flowing from Kate's head, he immediately got out of the car and opened the doors for them without asking a single question.

"Get in," he commanded.

Rose hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided not to refuse. After they both got in, Clover drove straight to the nearest hospital.

The scene of Rose entering the luxurious vehicle didn't go unnoticed. At that moment, inside a room on the hotel's second floor, a woman wearing sunglasses and a face mask stood by the window.

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"Rose... still so eager to help others, and still... so lucky," the woman murmured, her voice raspy as if her vocal cords had been damaged.

She had assumed that Jonathan or Miles would show up to pick up Rose, but to her surprise, it was someone else.

"Who is he?" she asked, her brow furrowed.

She wasn't alone in the room. The other occupant was none other than Lizzie. Lizzie didn't even bother looking out the window. She remained seated on the couch, seemingly busy with something on her phone. Upon hearing the woman's question, Lizzie immediately knew who she was referring to. "That would be Clover, the CEO of Lerain Group.

"I don't know much about him, but I do know that he's the sole heir of his generation in the Xanth family, destined to inherit both Lerain Group and the Xanth family's vast assets."

Mentioning Lerain Group elicited a visible reaction from the woman. The company held considerable sway overseas, rivaling even the influential Finch family.

"Impressive," the woman remarked with a hint of surprise. "Rose certainly knows how to get things done."

Lizzie glanced up at her,

unimpressed by the comment.

Shortly after, she stood up from the

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couch, leaning against it as she

sized up the woman standing by the window. After a long pause, she nodded approvingly.

"Not bad. You do resemble her a bit. How's your recovery going?"

The woman touched the mask covering her face, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. "I... I might need a little more time, madam."

"Take all the time you need," Lizzie

replied smoothly. "Use this opportunity to familiarize yourself with Regalia. Also, I've arranged some clothing options for you to try on and compiled notes about her habits. Review them thoroughly-they'll be invaluable."

After giving a few more instructions, she received a call from Cyrus and left the room.

Inside the wardrobe, the woman discovered an array of garments, some understated and elegant, others bold and eye-catching. Each piece spoke of an intriguing woman who could capture Jonathan's attention. "But how would I measure up to Rose?" The question lingered in the woman's mind, sparking a glimmer of curiosity.