Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 556

"It's a message from madam!" Harriette thought.

All eyes were fixed on Rose. Even Miles couldn't tear his gaze away from her. Seizing the moment, Harriette discreetly slipped away, her departure unnoticed by the crowd—or so she believed.

Unbeknownst to her, a watchful gaze followed her every move. With a subtle glance, Jonathan signaled Leonard, who immediately sprang into action.

On the rooftop, a gentle breeze tousled Lizzie's hair. Though typically attentive to her appearance, she had no interest in fixing it now.

She had sent a message to Kelly some time ago, yet Kelly was still nowhere to be found. Lizzie checked her watch, her impatience growing by the second.

Finally, the sound of footsteps approaching from behind broke the silence. Without bothering to turn around, Lizzie spoke in a voice laced with irritation.

"What's this? Do you think you can keep me waiting now that you're the Young family's prized daughter?"

Before she even received a response, she asked, "Kelly, did you know about Rose being the Young family's true bloodline descendent and kept it from me?"

She had been observing Kelly's reactions earlier and had pieced together the truth.

Feeling guilty, Harriette stammered, "I-I'm sorry, madam. I didn't mean to—"

Before she could finish, Lizzie whirled around and instantly closed the distance between them before delivering a stinging slap across Harriette's face.

The sharp sound echoed alongside the wind as Harriette's head snapped to the side, her cheek burning from the impact.

Despite the pain, she dared not utter a word of protest, only managing a stuttered, "Madam, I—"

"Spare me the excuses," Lizzie interjected coldly.

Panic welled up within Harriette. "Madam, I... what can I do?"

"She's asking me what can she do?" Lizzie thought as she narrowed her eyes.

With a tone dripping with calculated malice, she said, "You were so keen on taking what belongs to Rose, weren't you? Well, now you won't get the chance.

"But there's still something you can do—you can make sure she doesn't live to see another day."

She reckoned that Rose wouldn't be able to marry Jonathan once she was dead.

Harriette bit her lip. Although she desired Rose's demise, she had assumed Lizzie wanted to minimize her involvement to avoid being exposed, as demonstrated during the Aurora Crest incident. This latest suggestion, however, indicated otherwise.

Harriette froze at the implication. "You… want me to do it myself?" She looked at Lizzie, seeking confirmation.

Lizzie smiled faintly. "Given your hatred for her, wouldn't it be quite satisfying to do it yourself?"

The idea of taking Rose's life herself stirred a mix of emotions within Harriette. It would be satisfying, yes, but Rose was now the eldest daughter of the Xanth family, the rightful heiress to the Young family, and had Jonathan's backing as well.

Taking Rose's life wouldn't be easy, and even if she succeeded, the combined wrath of the Xanth, Finch, and Young families would be unavoidable. It was clear that Lizzie was setting her up to be discarded.

A cold fear gripped Harriette's heart. There was no way she could let that happen.

Just as she realized what was unfolding, Lizzie brushed past her, about to leave. In desperation, Harriette called out, "Madam..."

Lizzie paused for a minute before saying, "What? You're not willing to do it?"

Her tone was icy, and, even from behind, Harriette could feel the chill radiating off the woman. It was a clear threat. If she refused, her fate would be sealed.

"Do you know why you were able to become the owner of this new face?" Lizzie's voice carried a cryptic edge that made Harriette freeze.