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
Miles was momentarily stunned as he tried to process Harriette's words. "You've met before? How did I not know about this?" he asked, clearly surprised."We met at the entrance. I didn't know you were Miles' sister then and earlier during the bidding..." Harriette turned to Rose with an apologetic expression. "I got carried away when I heard the suit belonged to Grandpa. "I'm so glad it ended up with you. Otherwise, I would have felt truly guilty. Would it be all right if I called you 'Rosie'?"Harriette's gaze held warmth and sincerity, leaving Rose unable to refuse. "Of course."She blinked away the lingering shock and returned Harriette's smile. "Actually, I should be the one thanking you for your help at the entrance earlier."Rose's gratitude was heartfelt, but the unfamiliarity between them still hung in the air. After all, they had only met twice.However, Harriette closed that distance in an instant, stepping forward and taking Rose's hand. "No need to thank me! If anyth
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.
Rose couldn't understand why Evan was apologizing to her. She wanted to ask more questions, but Evan had already turned away, his guilty and self-reproachful aura lingering in his silhouette."Evan..." she called out softly.Her voice made Evan's guilt grow even stronger, but he didn't dare to face her, and he couldn't bring himself to reveal that Dawn had played a part in her accident that night.Thinking about what had happened on this trip back to Aquastead, his eyes darkened with sorrow.Even after Evan's figure disappeared, Rose remained standing there, still trying to make sense of everything. "What in the world happened on his trip to Aquastead?" she pondered.It was evident that he wasn't ready to discuss it. She yearned to know more, but some matters required patience. Perhaps, in time, Evan would feel comfortable opening up to her.Rose sighed softly. After placing her grandfather's suit in her room, she received a call from Miles. When she answered, a woman's hoarse vo
"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
Harriette wondered if Rose had discovered Kelly's death. The truth was that Kelly was indeed gone, and in her place stood Harriette, the eldest daughter of the Young family.Harriette gently touched her face and throat, feeling the changes she had undergone. To become Harriette, she had not only undergone plastic surgery arranged by Lizzie but also purposefully damaged her vocal cords.All she had done deserved to be compensated accordingly, and the compensation she sought was…Gazing out at the balcony, she recalled her initial shock upon entering the Young Estate. She had to suppress her emotions, using a great deal of effort to immerse herself in the role of "Harriette".The Young Estate in Aquastead was already grand, but she hadn't expected the Young Estate in Regalia to be even more so. After all, this was the legacy of one of Regalia's three major families. And now, she held the key as its eldest daughter."Harriette… I am Harriette now, not Kelly…" she mused.A sly smile
With Miles and Harriette watching from outside, Rose couldn't believe Jonathan's audacity. Her face flushed red, her heart started pounding wildly in her chest, and she momentarily forgot any form of resistance until Jonathan suddenly stopped."There. All done," he murmured.Rose blinked in confusion before realizing he had fastened her seatbelt. An awkward silence descended upon them. Her mind buzzed, and she didn't dare look at anyone, but she caught Jonathan's teasing smile out of the corner of her eye. It seemed to say, "What were you thinking? I was just fastening your seatbelt!"Rose's face turned an even deeper shade of red. As the car pulled away, she rolled down the window, letting the breeze cool her heated face.Outside the Young Estate, Miles frowned slightly. He had long accepted the reality of Jonathan and Rose's relationship and had come to terms with his place in their lives. However, Harriette had always been fond of Jonathan, a fact he was keenly aware of. Ove
"Have you forgotten our promise from yesterday?" Clover was displeased.Rose quickly recalled their promise last night and was surprised at his need for swift execution. "Clo…"She remembered their promise and thought they could take their time. There wasn't a need to hurry, was there? However, he ignored her resistance."I've arranged for a team of professional caretakers for Ms. Spencer. She must be bored staying at the hospital for so long. It's better if she has a change of environment."Then, Clover shot Rose a warning gaze as if he would be mad if she further refused him. "That settles it!"Rose was at a loss for words. She had yet to inform Miles about this! What would he think if they left just like that?Clover noticed she was in a quandary. "I'll talk to Miles about it!"Clover talking to Miles? When Rose remembered how unfriendly they were when running into each other at the hospital, she couldn't help but make a decision. Fine! "I'll tell him." She sighed and turne