Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 572

Without so much as a glance at Clover, Elijah approached Rose, his gaze locked firmly on her. His eyes seemed to drink in the sight of his daughter while simultaneously searching for the reflection of another cherished figure within her.

"I'm here to take Rosie to the office," Elijah declared, his natural air of authority leaving no room for argument.

"I doubt anyone would dare to argue with him," Clover thought.

"Since he's here to take Rosie to the company, there's nothing more for me to say," Miles mused.

From a distance, Jonathan reflected on his decision. "I made the right choice. It's enough just to see my wife."

Meanwhile, Rose found herself unconsciously immersed in Elijah's gaze. She couldn't help but wonder if this was how a father gazed at his daughter.

The way he looked at her made her feel warm inside, a sensation she could only describe as happiness. It spread through her heart like sweet honey, leaving her wanting more.

"Let's go," Elijah said, holding out his arm.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Rose responded with a bright smile and naturally took his arm, unaware of how seamless her movement was.

The three men watched silently as Rose got into Elijah's car, their eyes trailing after the vehicle as it disappeared.

Despite his jealousy, Clover couldn't help but smile."Rosie left the banquet with Miles the previous evening and is now being whisked away by Uncle Elijah. Surely, it would be my turn the next day!" he mused.

His gaze subconsciously shifted toward Jonathan, his expression suddenly becoming guarded. A silent warning flashed in his narrowed eyes as if saying, "Don't even think about taking Rosie from me!"

Seemingly unaffected by the unspoken challenge, Jonathan merely arched an eyebrow and smiled faintly. It wasn't that he didn't want to vie for Rose's attention, but rather, he understood what she needed at this moment.

He would have plenty of time in the future to spend with her, and when that time came, no one would be able to take her away from him.

Now that Rose had left, there was no need for him to linger. Before getting into his car, Jonathan's gaze briefly swept over someone, and a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

Harriette had been quietly watching the entire time. Although she seemed calm on the surface, a storm was raging inside.

The sight of these outstanding men vying for the chance to merely take Rose to work was enough to incite envy and resentment. The happiness they exuded was something she desperately yearned to destroy.

"Etta, are you feeling unwell? You look really pale." Miles' voice suddenly broke through her thoughts, snapping her back to reality.

Only then did Harriette realize Jonathan and Clover had already left, leaving only Miles standing beside her.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" she wondered. Panicking, she quickly touched her face in an attempt to conceal any visible reactions.

She stammered, "R-Really? Maybe I was just too tired yesterday and didn't sleep well last night. Miles, I had a dream... I dreamt about the accident before I went missing…"

Harriette's tale was entirely fabricated. Her real intention was to unsettle Miles and evoke his sympathy so he wouldn't dwell on any unusual expressions she might have displayed earlier.

Unbeknownst to her, her face had not betrayed her at all. Miles' remark had been nothing more than a probing comment.

A glint of coldness flickered in his eyes for a moment, but his expression softened as if touched by her words.

"Don't be afraid. It was just a dream, and it's all in the past now."

"Yeah!"

Harriette's face brightened with a quick smile. She found comfort in Miles' familiar nature. No matter how perceptive he might seem, her appearance as Harriette would always sway him, leading him to believe her every word. She couldn't help but see him as gullible.