Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 512

Many guests at that night's charity auction saw through Anastasia's underlying motive but chose not to mention it.

"How would I know about Mr. Finch's plans?" Anastasia replied with a coy smile. She didn't mind being misunderstood.

In truth, she had extended an invitation to Jonathan, but she wasn't sure if he would attend. Nevertheless, she had dangled a tempting lure, one that she hoped would be irresistible to him.

Just then, Anastasia felt someone's gaze on her and looked up to see Rose approaching. "Ah, she's here. Good," she mused.

"Please excuse me for a moment," Anastasia said with a smile, gracefully excusing herself from the conversation and heading straight toward Rose.

Upon reaching her, Anastasia slipped her arm through Rose's in an intimate gesture.

Rose frowned. "You asked me to come, and here I am. You promised to tell me about Kelly's whereabouts. I hope you're not going back on your word."

"I wouldn't dream of it," Anastasia replied, her smile taking on a more enigmatic edge as she locked eyes with Rose.

She continued, "But now that you're here, don't you think it would be a waste to focus solely on Kelly's whereabouts?

"This charity auction is held in Grandpa's name, and he was very fond of you. Surely, you wouldn't want to see something he cherished fall into someone else's hands, would you?"

Rose was taken aback. "What do you mean by that?" She scrutinized Anastasia closely.

"Is she suggesting what I think she is?" Rose thought.

Rose's reproachful gaze caused a ripple of displeasure within Anastasia. However, her smile only grew more carefree.

"It's nothing, really. I just thought that since this charity auction is in Grandpa's name, it would be fitting to include something of his to encourage guests to bid generously."

She went on, "Do you recall the suit Grandpa wore during his birthday celebration at Aquastead? I've actually brought it along with me."

"Anastasia!" Rose's fury erupted as she clenched her fists.

That suit had been a birthday gift from Miles to their grandfather, one that Rose had personally designed and had custom-made. However, Anastasia remained unfazed by Rose's anger.

"Rose, it's just a suit. Grandpa may have liked it, but it's just a piece of clothing in the end. Why are you getting so worked up?" She raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence.

But to Rose, that suit was far more than just a piece of clothing. "How can I get it back?" she asked, forcing herself to remain calm. She was determined to reclaim the suit.

This was precisely what Anastasia had anticipated. "Well, getting it back might be tricky." She sighed. "All the auction items have already been handed over to a third party, and they're part of the auction process now. I have no control over them anymore."

Then, as if suddenly struck by an idea, her eyes lit up. "Oh, wait! The only way you could get it back is by participating in the auction and bidding for it yourself!"

"Participate in the auction…" Rose mused. She could discern the intentional provocation in Anastasia's smirk, and her fists clenched even tighter in response.

Meanwhile, Anastasia seemed rather pleased with herself for successfully inciting Rose's anger. Just then, a server happened to pass by them with drinks.

Seizing the opportunity, she casually picked up a glass and handed it to Rose. "The night is still young. I hope you enjoy yourself," she said.

She was confident that Rose would stay and bid on the suit.

Sure enough, Rose accepted the glass. Not only did she take the drink, but she also took Anastasia's suggestion.

"Fine, I'll stay and bid on the suit, and..." Her lips suddenly curved into a smile as she crooked a finger at Anastasia, beckoning her closer.

Intrigued and unsuspecting, Anastasia leaned in further. In an instant, Rose lifted her glass high and slowly tilted it. The vibrant red liquid cascaded down over Anastasia's perfectly styled hair and exquisite dress, causing her to gasp in shock.