Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Everyone present turned to look at the commotion.

Harriette's gown was a complete mess. And the reason for this disarray was...

She originally had a glass of alcohol in her hand, but now the glass was completely empty. With just one look, everyone could tell that she had spilled her drink and it had stained her gown.

And the person who caused her to spill the alcohol...

Earlier, Kelly's encounter was clearly far more intense than she had anticipated.noveldrama

She initially intended to just let a little alcohol spill, enough to stain the gown. However, she didn't expect that with just a slight touch, the woman in the red dress suddenly turned around.

The force that was applied caused her drink to spill out of the cup entirely.

How embarrassing! Without even looking, she knew she looked a complete mess at the moment!

Kelly let out a startled scream and got ready to shout at the other party.

But when everyone around turned their gaze toward her, she didn't dare to scold the woman anymore. Not only did she refrain from scolding her, but she also worked hard to maintain her composure.

Even before the woman in the red dress apologized, Kelly reassured her, "It's okay, it's not your fault. I was just being careless..."

Even thought she said it wasn't the other person's fault, the other person should still apologize and admit their mistake, right?

The woman in the red dress, with half her eyes hidden by a mask, blinked and replied, "You should be more careful in the future."

Kelly was dumbfounded. This woman had actually told her to be careful!

Her voice was intentionally muffled, which made it all the more irritating. It was just a tactic to deceive men, but it wasn't going to fool her.

Kelly changed her mind. She not only wanted to kick this woman out of the villa, but she also wanted to thoroughly embarrass her tonight, like ripping off her mask and gown.

Kelly had a wicked smile in her heart, but her surface expression was warm and polite. "Yes, I should be more careful in the future, but what should we do now? Miles..."

Kelly looked at Miles.

The most pressing task right now was to successfully change into the gown she had prepared.

Miles finally shifted his gaze away from the woman in the red dress, and Kelly saw an unapologetic coldness in his eyes.

It turned out Miles was also upset that the woman bumped into her and dirtied her gown. Kelly didn't suspect anything amiss with his behavior.

The coldness in Miles' gaze gradually faded. "Good thing there's a backup."

It seemed like Kelly remembered the backup gown after being reminded of it. "Oh right, how did I forget? I have a backup one, and it's black, which fits well too. So, should I go change now, brother?"

Kelly decided not to bring Miles along this time.

She initially only chose two gowns, but when she was leaving in the morning, Miles suggested she bring more gowns, so she told her assistant to casually grab

one more.

When she arrived at the company, and the assistant was helping her prepare for the dinner party that night, she noticed that the assistant had randomly grabbed a black gown.

She merely glanced over it casually, showing no concern.

She just needed to make sure that the red gown was there, and that was enough for her.

In front of Miles, she could pretend that the red one was just something the assistant grabbed at random. As long as there was also an issue with the black gown, she would be "forced" to wear the red gown.

She described her plan as flawless. All she had to do was follow it.

"Go ahead," Miles said softly.

As Kelly entered the villa unnoticed, his smile slightly faded. His gaze shifted to the woman in the red gown wearing a black cat mask. In just an instant of eye contact, they exchanged greetings with each other.

Miles' smile reappeared at the corners of his mouth, and this time, it carried a bit more genuine warmth.

The atmosphere in the villa's garden returned to its previous state of harmony.

Chloe originally didn't want to attend this dinner party. She was already quite satisfied with receiving ten percent of Young Group's shares today. However, Miles went ahead and gave his 59% of the shares to Harriette!

She hadn't felt well since that moment.

Harriette, that little brat, had been away from the Young family for so many years and hadn't contributed anything to Young Group. How could she deserve so much? Was just because of Miles' affection for her?

Chloe felt like flipping the table and throwing some glasses.

The drink that was spilled all over Harriette just now wasn't thrown by her. Although, she really wanted to throw a drink at her, drenching her completely and splashing it right in her face.

However, she couldn't do it.

At today's shareholder meeting, even though the shares were split, it was still just

a verbal agreement. To officially register them under their names, a process was required.

If she attacked Harriette, it would only anger Miles. When the time came, she would be the one who ended up losing out.

Chloe felt upset and could only turn to venting her anger through alcohol.

"Mom, stop drinking. If you keep going, you'll get drunk." Gabriel was here tonight with Chloe.

As her son, he knew Chloe very well. He heard over the phone that she was unhappy about Miles' decision to give shares to Harriette, so he felt he had to accompany her tonight.

He had to keep an eye on her to prevent any trouble.

To be honest, he wanted her to cause a scene, not for any other reason, but just because of... Rose.

It wasn't long after Rose's passing when Miles began redistributing shares. What happened to the affection he once had for Rose?

Gabriel felt that Rose deserved better.

"Drunk? How can I get drunk? Don't worry. I know my limits." Chloe tilted her head

back and took another drink.

Gabriel was worried about how much alcohol she was consuming.

However, he didn't try to stop her anymore. Suddenly, he felt it was better to let things happen naturally. If she got drunk and wanted to make a scene, then he would let her do it-it would also help him vent his own frustrations.

After making this decision, Gabriel stopped focusing on Chloe. He bypassed the crowd and entered the villa. He wanted to go to the rooftop to get some peace

and quiet.

As he reached the staircase on the second floor, he heard a sudden smacking

sound.

Based on his experience, that unmistakable sound was indeed of a palm slapping a cheek. Sure enough, a woman's hoarse voice followed "What are you doing? I told you to take good care of it, and look what you've done. How am I supposed to wear this now?"

The voice seemed to deliberately lower its volume significantly toward the end,

almost as if afraid of disturbing others.

Gabriel raised an eyebrow, paused for a moment to think, and then calmly found a spot to settle down, ready to "listen" to the performance.

Meanwhile, in the room, Kelly was about to explode with anger.

At that moment, her expression was dark with anger as she glared intensely at

the assistant, who stood in front of her, covering her face with a look of grievance.

She was feeling wronged? She actually felt aggrieved?

The assistant was holding a red gown, but now it was splattered with white paint. That white paint was supposed to be on the black gown instead!

Kelly got even angrier and kicked the assistant.

"Ah!" The assistant was kicked to the ground. Ignoring the pain, she hurriedly apologized, "Ms. Harriette, I did what you instructed and got paint on the black gown, but..."

The assistant looked bewildered. She had no idea what was going on either!

Kelly clenched her fists, feeling a sudden sharp pain piercing her head. "Olivia, you..."

Her assistant's name was Olivia Lenner, and she initially didn't want to use her.

That was because she was quickly promoted from a front desk position to the role

of jewelry design director for Young Group by Rose.

It was also precisely of that reason that Kelly found it exciting and rewarding to

hire her.

How could it not be exciting, and how could it not be rewarding?

She promised to give her a raise, and Olivia, who would personally help her with tasks as minor as taking off her shoes, was delighted this time as she even promised her a promotion.

Whatever tasks she was assigned, she accomplished them exceptionally well and kept everything confidential, almost as if she had become one of her trusted

people.