Honey, You're a Billionaire?

When Rose saw Clover, she instinctively murmured his name. Her volume was low, but the people around her still heard it amid the dead silence.

At first, Clover seemed cold with an unwavering gaze. However, upon sensing Rose's eyes on him, he met her gaze despite knowing everyone was watching and smiled affectionately. He seemed to be saying, "Leave it to me to secure this suit!" Soon, he withdrew his gaze and resumed his cold demeanor. He lifted his chin slightly as if warning everyone in the crowd, "Whoever dares to bid against me, bring it on!"

His imposing presence made the woman in the corner frown. It was also then the audience looked in her direction, anticipating her next bid. Yet, they didn't hear that hoarse voice again.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

As such, the auctioneer spoke, "This gentleman has raised the bid to 30 million dollars. Do we have any other offers?"

The audience was silent. Then, the auctioneer announced, "30 million, going once... Going twice... Sold!" Nobody raised their paddles anymore before the hammer finalized the bidding.

Clover glanced at Rose again and raised his brows with a smile, seemingly awaiting her praise. Undeniably, she felt touched by his action. He quickly sensed her gratitude through her expression and straightened up in his seat.

He was ready to glance at Miles and flaunt how much better he treated her, yet he noticed that the latter was in a complete daze. Nonetheless, he brushed it off and didn't overthink it.

The auction continued. More items were sold one after another, but none exceeded the final price of Oliver's suit. It seemed that everyone was still absorbed in the earlier bidding. Anastasia could no longer maintain her smile. She had planned for Rose to embarrass herself, yet she had become the event's highlight! And the suit, purchased by Clover...

She knew all too well that he had bought the suit, at a hefty price of 30 million dollars, for Rose. At that thought, she looked at Rose and was even more infuriated by her look of relief. Damn it!

Then, she thought of Number 77, wondering why the lady didn't bid against Rose. She looked mysterious, keeping her head down with sunglasses the whole time when bidding.

Anastasia didn't take a good look at her earlier and wanted to check her out again. However, the woman was no longer in the corner.

"Has she... left?" Anastasia wondered with a frown.

Meanwhile, Miles was the other person who had noticed the woman's disappearance. He caught it as soon as she stood up.

More accurately, he had been focusing on her. Even after she left her seat and walked out of the venue, his attention followed her. "Miles? What's wrong?" Rose finally noticed his strangeness.

He snapped back to reality. "I..." Saw her! He was confident it was her!

"Rosie, I'm... sorry."

He looked at Rose. His gaze displayed visible remorse, prompting a frown on Rose. "Hey, Miles, what's wrong? You're scaring me." She had never seen such an expression from him. Why did he apologize to her?

Miles knew the reason well enough. He should've been the one helping her bid the suit earlier, but he hesitated because...

That figure continued lingering in his mind. As if afraid to lose sight of that person again, Miles made a decision.

"Rosie, I'll head out for a second." He gently caressed her head as usual.

Looking at his receding figure, Rose furrowed her brows. How strange Miles acted way too peculiar tonight! What was the reason? Could it be related to the "old acquaintance" he mentioned last night?

Amid her thoughts, Miles had already exited the auction venue. He jogged along the way, searching everywhere for that figure. Despite flipping the whole building upside down, it was in vain. Just as he drowned himself in disappointment for losing sight of her again, a voice rang behind him. "Miles..."

That hoarse voice made Miles' heart skip a beat. He swiftly turned his head and saw her standing a few feet away.

Standing in her black and white outfit, she smiled so charmingly that even the sunglasses couldn't conceal her joy. "Harriette..." he uttered shakily. It had been ages since he last said her name.

Harriette was momentarily stunned. Then, she removed her sunglasses, exposing her entire face before him. She met his gaze and gradually became overwhelmed.

"I thought... I thought you'd forgotten about me. I thought... you wouldn't recognize me and..."

Although it was just a few words, they seemed to carry so much meaning. It was as if she had many grievances to express but was too overwhelmed to articulate them. Without finishing her words, she rushed toward him, closing the distance between them to just a single step. Harriette looked at Miles with a grin. "Miles, I'm back."

"You're back... That's great..." he muttered. It wasn't until he saw her face up close that he confirmed it was her. She had returned! "Miles, don't you wanna know where I've been? Don't you wanna know what happened to me all these years?" she asked surprisingly.

Little did she know, her hoarse voice was enough to break Miles' heart. Wasn't her damaged vocal cords enough to reflect the experiences that she had been through?

He couldn't bear to ask her and simply held her hands with sorrow. "Harriette, no matter what happened, it's all in the past. Now that you're back, you have me and the family..."

"That's right. I have you, Miles. I've always had you as my brother, but Grandpa..." The grief in her eyes intensified.

At last, she couldn't hold back any longer and cried. "Grandpa isn't around anymore. I saw the news of his passing. That's why I...

"I only wanted to visit him at the

grave. I knew the charity auction was organized in Grandpa's name and I thought I'd come here and feel his presence. But then, the auctioneer said Grandpa wore that suit, so I..."

She let out a dry laugh. "I don't actually have that kind of money No matter how much I bid, I knew wouldn't get the suit. I just wanted to hold onto something, even if even if it's just an illusion..."

"Harriette!"

Miles understood her bond with Oliver more than anyone. When Oliver adopted them, he was practically their parent. However... He stared at Harriette. "Why didn't you return sooner?"