Honey, You're a Billionaire?

"In three days, I wish you success, and wish myself success as well!" Lizzie

declared.

Kelly was dumbfounded. She understood Lizzie wishing her success, but wishing

herself success?

Kelly didn't really understand, but she still nodded in agreement, saying, "Here's

to our success."

Lizzie must have felt that she had definitely and flawlessly succeeded.

Lizzie understood that there were things Kelly didn't know, so she didn't offer any

explanations and had no intention of helping Kelly understand. It was her own

matter, her own plan, her own future!

That night, Jonathan didn't come back.

Rose was originally waiting for Jonathan when she received a call from Clover. He

informed her that Jonathan had something important come up and couldn't make

it, so she shouldn't wait for him.

Before hanging up, he said mysteriously, "Rose, tomorrow, Uncle Elijah and I will

come to see you, and when we do, I have a surprise for you."

Surprise? What surprise?

Rose smiled, feeling a hint of anticipation.

Clover barely slept a wink for this "surprise". Initially full of enthusiasm, he

gradually began to question everything he knew.

Rose had an unusual dream.

She dreamt that she bumped into Jonathan on the street. Excited, she ran toward

him and hugged him, but he pushed her away and called her a "pervert".

A pervert?

Haha! She was someone who really appreciated good looks, huh?

Initially, she was attracted to Jonathan's looks. But between him and her, who was

the bigger pervert?

Rose was so upset that she laughed so hard and woke herself up.

When she woke up, it was already daylight.

Jonathan still hadn't returned, and Rose continued working on her design draft. It

was another suit, but this had a style that was quite different from her previous

one.

An hour later, Elijah and Clover arrived.

Clover had visible tension on his face, something Rose had never seen before.

She was surprised and asked, "Clover, what's wrong? You're barely wearing

anything, so why are you sweating so much? Is the air conditioning broken? But it

doesn't seem like it..."

Sweat was evident on his handsome face, making it incredibly noticeable.

"I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay. I can do this!" Clover murmured to himself as if trying

hard to get into the right mindset. As for that last sentence, he was actually

encouraging himself.

Rose was getting more and more confused as she looked at him.

After giving himself a pep talk, Clover hurriedly turned and went into the kitchen.

Rose wanted to follow and see what was happening, but to her surprise, he

closed the kitchen door.

"Clover?" Rose was puzzled when she saw the faint smile on Elijah's face. "Dad,

what... what's wrong with him?"

Elijah raised an eyebrow, recalling Clover's hard work last night, and said with a

smile, "He's fine. Let him be."

"Okay..."

"Was everything really okay? Why did Rose feel as though something was off?noveldrama

Elijah made some tea and had Rose accompany him. The pair engaged in

conversation in a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere, with a sense of warmth

filling the air.

On the other hand, the situation in the kitchen was a bit hard to describe.

Every now and then, there would be a "clang", sometimes a "bang", or even an

"ouch" being heard.

Rose was speechless.

Did it really seem like nothing was wrong? What exactly was Clover doing with the

kitchen door closed?

Rose suspected that he was about to blow up the kitchen.

"Dad..." Rose just couldn't stop worrying. She felt the need to check things out.

Causing a mess in the kitchen was one thing, but with all those noises, Rose was

starting to suspect that Clover might end up hurting himself in there!

"Don't worry about it. It's fine. He's an adult. We don't need to be concerned."

Elijah was a great uncle, and he tried his best to help Clover.

Rose tried to get up several times, but she was stopped and reassured by Elijah.

She could only sit there, sipping tea and chatting, while continuing to hear strange

noises coming from the kitchen.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, the kitchen door finally opened.

Clover walked through the dining

room, signaling the housekeeper

with a glance to serve what he had

prepared in the kitchen. As he

walked, he tidied up his clothes that

had become disheveled from the

activity in the kitchen.

Once Clover had meticulously adjusted his cuffs, feeling that everything was just

right, he finally appeared before Rose.

With a face full of smiles, he called out, "Rose..."

Rose had her back to the direction he came from, and when she turned around,

she was surprised to see Clover.

Elijah lifted his gaze, and for a moment, his expression seemed to freeze slightly.

Clover didn't notice anything unusual

between the two of them. Thinking

about the surprise he planned for

Rose today, he cleared his throat

and very formally extended his hand

to Rose, bowing with an impeccable

gentlemanly demeanor.

With a voice full of charm, he said, "Ms. Rose, the beautiful, may I have the

pleasure of inviting you to dinner?"

Rose was stunned speechless.

He acted courteously and refined, like a noble from high society in medieval

times, extending an invitation to dance to the lady he admired at a ball.

Clover was very handsome, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, and the shirt

he wore right now really accentuated his well-shaped physique.

Everything was perfect, but...

Her gaze landed on the object on Clover's head. When his head was lowered, she

could see it more clearly.

Was she supposed to take it away for him?

At that moment, he was very close to her.

Even without standing up, she could reach out and remove the item from his

head.

Should she or should she not take it? Rose decided to just go ahead and take it!

So she reached out her hand...

At that moment, Clover, having not received a response to his invitation a while

ago, suddenly looked up, eager to know Rose's reaction.

Rose had reached out to grab something from his head, but her hand came up

empty.

"Rose?" Clover questioned her action with suspicion.

As their eyes met, Rose suddenly felt as if she had been caught doing something

wrong.

It was so awkward...

Rose quickly realized that she wasn't doing anything wrong. Instead, she was

helping others.

She reached up and removed the green leaf from Clover's head.

"There's something... on your head, this!!" Rose exclaimed, raising the evidence

in her hand to show she wasn't lying.

The green leaves still looked vibrant and full of life.

When Clover saw it, the smile on his handsome face faded. That lettuce on his

head earlier had really affected his appearance!

"Hehe! Thank you, Rose." Clover tried to shake off the awkwardness and quickly

changed the subject. "Rose, I have a surprise for you today."

Rose remembered that last night on the phone, Clover mentioned that they were

going to have a surprise for her today.

Just now... was he planning a surprise?

Rose glanced behind her toward the dining room and felt intrigued.

Clover warmly led Rose into the

dining room, where a plate of fried

eggs, which he had spent over an

hour preparing in the kitchen, was

already set on the table.

It was just order of fried eggs...

She shouldn't underestimate this plate of fried eggs. It was the dish he mastered

best from everything he learned all last night.

"Clover, was that... something you made just now?" Rose guessed that it must

have been Clover who made it.

Clover smirked with confidence. "That's right. I can cook too, and my skills are no

worse than Jonathan's. Go ahead and try it."

Rose understood what was going on.

Apparently, he had gotten into a rivalry with Jonathan.

"Was this a cooking competition?