Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 420

Rose chose not to disclose Jonathan's true identity to Yvonne. Given his background, their time in Aquastead might have been for business purposes.

Their shared experiences there were just fleeting episodes in their respective lives intertwined with the weighty legacy of the prestigious Finch family.

The two would soon return to their separate worlds, and Rose had no desire to be swept up in unnecessary conflicts.

Yvonne gently pulled Rose back and noticed a hint of bitterness in her eyes. Convinced that the couple was experiencing a rift, she was about to console Rose when a voice suddenly interrupted them.

"Excuse me, are you guests at tonight's celebration party?" They turned to see a staff member smiling politely outside the garden.

"Yes, we are. Is there something you need?" Yvonne asked, puzzled.

The staff member gestured to another worker, who brought out a raffle box. "We apologize for disturbing you, but in celebration of your dance troupe's successful performance, we've arranged a lucky draw for our esteemed guests. Please pick a number, and we wish you both the best of luck."

Neither woman objected, and they each drew a number from the box. After the staff members left, Rose and Yvonne put the event out of their minds until ten minutes later, when faint sounds of commotion drifted over from the crowded area nearby.

"Number 12 ... who has number 12? Is it you?"

"No, unfortunately not. I wonder who got that lucky number?"

Even from a distance, Rose and Yvonne could sense the regret on the guests' faces, as if having that number meant gaining something unexpected.

"Rose, it's you. Number 12!" Yvonne exclaimed, glancing at the number Rose had casually placed on the grass beside her. Yvonne was visibly excited, even more so than if she had won the number herself.

Upon hearing the commotion, a staff member quickly approached them.

"Excuse me, is it you?" the staff member asked, noticing the number 12 in Yvonne's hand.

Yvonne quickly shook her head and handed the number to Rose. "It's her. Rose has always been the luckiest! She is now and will always be blessed by the goddess of luck!"

Her gaze held unwavering sincerity, her heartfelt blessing woven into each word. She wished for Rose to experience eternal happiness and a carefree existence.

Moved by Yvonne's profound emotions, Rose felt a lump form in her throat as tears welled up in her eyes.

Before she could find the words to respond, the staff member's polite voice intervened, "Congratulations, Miss. Would you please accompany me to claim your prize?"

"Of course," Rose replied. Yvonne stood up and gently pulled Rose to her feet.

The two women followed the staff member back into the main hall, where the dance floor was located. As they made their way through the crowd, numerous gazes filled with envy settled upon them. Among those gazes, one seemed especially fervent.

Rose followed the gaze and spotted a familiar figure at the edge of the crowd, which caused her heart to skip a beat. It was Jonathan.

She quickly looked away and glanced down at the number in her hand. Considering that this club belonged to the Finch family, Rose suddenly felt uneasy about this so-called luck. She suspected it might have been orchestrated at Jonathan's behest.

"Excuse me, but I…" she began, intending to refuse the number in her hand. However, before she could finish, she found herself ushered to the center of attention by the crowd.

The staff member's voice echoed through the hall via a microphone, announcing, "Congratulations to our lucky guest! You've won a recommendation slot to the Sardovia Royal Dance Academy!"