Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Inviting Her as a Judge

Kelly gazed in the direction and saw only the silhouette of a woman. Nevertheless, she recognized the man-it was Evan. As for the woman... Her figure bore a striking resemblance to Rose. Evan was following her. It made Kelly increasingly certain that the woman was indeed Rose. In an instant, jealousy surged within her. Alongside jealousy, there was an urgent sense of crisis. What was Miles doing with Rose? Was it because of the upcoming National Jewelry Design Award? Did he admire her designs, or was Evan trying to help her by using unfair means? The more Kelly thought about it, the more unsettled she became. Nixon noticed her change in complexion and immediately showed concern.

"Kelly, are you feeling unwell? Let's go then. I won't return to Lane residence tonight. We can head to the apartment in the city."

The city apartment had always been their secret rendezvous spot.

Kelly had initially intended to hold onto Nixon before securing the support of Jonathan. However, as she looked at him now and compared him to Jonathan, her disdain grew,

"I've been preparing for the National Jewelry Design Award lately. I'm confident I can make it to the finals. My father urged me to finish the final piece early, so can we go to the apartment another time?"

She soothingly touched his hand. Nixon had been feeling pent up these days. He wanted to vent his frustration with Kelly on the bed, but he had to hold back in this situation. In the private room.

On their way to the restaurant, Evan had told Rose that they would be dining with Miles from the Youngs

The Youngs held a paramount position in the jewelry industry. Naturally, Rose had heard of Miles before.

Seeing the two of them enter, Miles promptly rose to greet them. He was dressed in a gray suit, his hair impeccably styled.

Rose had seen media interviews with Miles, where he exuded a shrewd and astute business demeanor.

However, after seeing him personally today, she discovered an unexpected sense of refinement and a strange sense of affability about him.

As she pondered over the origin of this affability, she didn't notice that her gaze had been fixed on his

face.

"Is there anything on my face?" Miles politely inquired.

Rose snapped out of her reverie and blurted out, "Handsomeness!"This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

She felt it was the kind of inherent elegance that left a lasting impression. Miles was stunned as it was the first time someone had praised him so directly.

He paused for a moment before replying, "Ms. Flora, you are truly beautiful and interesting. No wonder Evan keeps you hidden as he's afraid of others snatching you away."

His gaze carried a hidden meaning as he glanced at Evan. Yet, Rose believed he was referring to other jewelry brands extending an offer to her.

The three of them took their seats. As they dined, they engaged in a casual discussion about international

fashion. Suddenly, Rose broached the subject of the real matter.

"Mr. Miles, you asked to meet me. I assume you have something else in mind?"

Miles was caught off. With a suggestive smile, he replied, "Indeed, I do have a favor to ask you."

"Well, I will do whatever I can." Rose had formed a very favorable impression of him.

"Do you know about this year's National Jewelry Design Award?"

"Yes, I'm aware of it," Rose replied. She was one of the participants.

"The Youngs would like to invite you to be one of the judges for the finals." He revealed his true intention.

A slight breeze swept over Rose's face as she hesitated.

Miles noticed her hesitation and added, "Of course, if you prefer not to make a public appearance, we can consider altering the format of the final judging."

Rose hurriedly shook her head.

"No, it's not that I don't want to make a public appearance, but..."

As one of the participants, how could she simultaneously serve as a judge? Thinking of her agreement with Jamie and her pursuit of the championship for the award, she had to decline the invitation. 'I'm sorry, Mr. Miles. I have to decline your invitation, but I can't why. I'm sorry. I..."

She wore an embarrassed expression. She had just affirmed that she would help without hesitation, only to refuse in the next moment. Fortunately, Miles had a gracious demeanor.

"I might have been too hasty in making this request. It was somewhat inappropriate, but I genuinely appreciate your talent..."

Rose understood this was a courteous remark. She was glad that they all tacitly treated it as a minor episode. With their enjoyable meal concluding, they left the restaurant together. As Evan went to get the car, Rose and Miles remained

In the dim light, Miles gazed at her with a distant look in his eyes as he said, "You look so much like her."