Honey, You're a Billionaire?

For a moment, there was only silence from the other end of the line. Lizzie didn't respond to Harriette's question.

"Madam?" Harriette called out cautiously.

It was as if she'd flipped a switch because what came after was Lizzie's sharp questioning. "Did you already know that Rose and Jonathan were married?" Even over the phone, Harriette felt uneasy.

"Answer me! Did you know?" Lizzie raised her voice.

Harriete gulped. "I only realized later that the person Rose married was Mr. Finch. Madam, I wasn't trying to keep it from you. I just..."

"Just what?" Lizzie didn't believe that Harriette hadn't hidden the truth intentionally.

In the past, Lizzie would have definitely punished Harriette for her dishonesty, but at that moment, there were more pressing matters than punishing Harriette.

Lizzie forced down her anger. When she left the Finch Manor the night before, she hadn't returned to Cyrus's residence. Instead, she went to a luxury condominium she had secretly purchased. She'd spent the entire night alone on the sofa until daylight.

Before returning to the condominium, she had even secretly followed Jonathan, and she had realized that the villa was a new home for him and Rose.

How sweet. Jonathan put so much effort into Rose. How could that not drive her mad? How could she not want to destroy it all?

"Did you see Rose today? She looked happy, didn't she?"

Lizzie knew she wasn't the only one who resented Rose. Rose's luck and happiness stung others too. For example, Kelly Shaffer. Kelly Shaffer, who was now Harriette.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

As Harriette thought about the fuss surrounding the Young Group building, jealousy flashed across her eyes.

"Yes. Happy."

If she were in Rose's place, she'd be on cloud nine.

"You two used to be sisters, both Shaffers. You used to have so much more than she does now. But fate is funny. Look at you now, living with someone else's face, while she...

"A powerful father, a protecting brother, and a loving husband. She has it all. If I were you, the one thing I'd want the most now is to destroy her."

Lizzie's voice came through the phone, slipping into Harriette's ear like a devil's whisper, dangerously seductive. Each of her words struck Harriette's heart. Harriette wanted to destroy Rose. Even without what happened the previous night, she would still want to destroy her. But they have to wait... "Miles is going on vacation soon, so I'll find a chance after that. But Madam, will you still be able to help me?" Harriette still had to be realistic. She sensed that after last night, this Mrs. Finch was no longer as powerful as before. They had come together to benefit from each other.

If one lost their value, the relationship would fall apart. If Lizzie was no longer "Madam", then Harriette wouldn't have to follow her orders anymore.

From Harriette's tone, Lizzie could tell what she was thinking. On the other end of the line, Lizzie let out a cold laugh.

"You want to get rid of me? Etta, don't you forget who you are."

She was Kelly Shaffer.

Harriette's heart sank, and she immediately returned to being obedient. "Madam, that's not what I meant."

"You better not have," Lizzie replied sternly.

"I'm the only one who knows about the secret of your face. In Regalia, even with the face and identity of the Young family heiress, you can't achieve anything on your own. As for whether I can still help you, of course I can." With that, Lizzie hung up. To Lizzie, Kelly was a foolish pawn. But Kelly was very jealous of Rose. She wanted to drag Rose off her pedestal and step all over her. That was all Lizzie needed.

Harriette stared at her phone, feeling defeated.

Lizzie knew her secret, so she still had to be at her disposal. Instead of thinking about escaping Lizzie's control, it would be better to focus her energy on dealing with Rose. What should she do to Rose?

Harriette was lost in thought, but the sound of knocking pulled her back into reality. Harriette quickly went to open the door, meeting Miles's anxious gaze. As soon as he saw her, he hugged her tightly.

"Etta..." Harriette was startled by his actions.

She composed herself and patted Miles on his back. "Miles, what's wrong?"

Miles pulled back and looked at her face, his eyes filled with deep concern. "Etta, ever since you returned, I haven't asked you this. What happened when you went missing? Who did that to you?"

Harriette's heart skipped a beat. The

day on the rooftop, from Lizzie's words, she had vaguely guessed that Lizzie was involved in the death of the Young family heiress, but she didn't know exactly what had happened.

"Miles, why are you asking? I..." Harriette's mind raced as she tried to figure out how to handle the situation.

After some thought, she decided to put on an act.

"The past is the past. I don't want to dwell on painful memories anymore," she said with a frown. It looked as if she felt pain thinking about the past.

Miles noticed Harriette's reaction.

"But I can't let it go. You and

Grandpa are the most important people in my life. I'll make them pay for hurting you. I didn't know before, but now that I do, I can't just sit by!"

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Harriette was silent. He knew? He knew that Lizzie had something to do with Harriette's death?

Harriette was panicking inside. She was afraid that if Miles talked to Lizzie, she might reveal the secret of her face.

"Don't be afraid!" Miles noticed how panicked she was. "Carl is already locked up. Mrs. Finch Senior told me this morning herself that the Youngs can do whatever we want to Carl."

"Carl?" Harriette was stunned for a moment, blurting out his name.

How could it be Carl?

She quickly hid her surprise and heard Miles continue. "Carl has already admitted to pushing you into the water."

So that was why!

Harriette was secretly relieved. It turns out that Carl had admitted everything the previous night. She guessed that Carl took the blame for Lizzie.

Since they were dealing with Carl, Harriette had no more concerns. She felt that she should "take revenge" for everything that Harriette went through. So she looked up to Miles's eyes. "Miles, what are you going to do?"

"I think..." Sharpness flickered in Miles's usually calm eyes.

That brief moment of ruthlessness frightened her, but she quickly calmed herself, knowing that it wasn't directed to her.

She was Harriette, and Miles loved her. He was even willing to take revenge for her.

Revenge... Harriette's mind raced.

If she could use Miles's "revenge" to her advantage and destroy Rose, wouldn't that be perfect? But how could she make it happen?

Harriette was focused on thinking and didn't notice how Miles's gaze grew colder.

She stopped listening to him after "I think". Suddenly, an idea came to her, and she interrupted him.

"Miles, I want to meet him."