Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 415 Step Up The voice was loud enough for many to hear, echoing the unspoken thoughts of those in attendance. All eyes once again turned to the handsman on stage.

Those familiar with his identity broke out in cold sweat, for they recognized him as Jonathan. To disrespect him so openly could only incur the wrath of this revered figure.

However, Jonathan showed no signs of anger. His world seemed to revolve solely around the woman beside him as he gazed at her tenderly.

"I am the most important person in her life," he declared before adding with equal certainty, "and she is the most important person in mine." Rose felt her heart flutter under Jonathan's passionate gaze, her face flushing with heat and embarrassment. Almost instinctively, she averted her eyes, her bashfulness evident to the onlookers.

When Miles confessed, "She is the most important person in my life", her reaction was different. The contrast made it apparent, even without words, that Jonathan was the one who truly held a special place in her heart. As for Miles, he kept a smile on his face and maintained his gentle gaze, but a hint of something else seemed to flicker in his eyes.

Amidst the crowd's buzz, a voice cried, "Wait, isn't she Mr. Young Senior's adopted granddaughter?" "Yes, I remember now! She's from Aquastead. I saw her in the news at Mr. Young Senior's funeral!" another exclaimed.

As people recalled Rose's conspicuous attendance at Oliver's funeral, it becapparent that her background might be more intricate and mysterious than initially assumed.

Soft murmurs rippled through the crowd, starting as hushed whispers and gradually growing louder as more people began to recognize Rose. The atmosphere shifted as understanding dawned upon the onlookers.

"No wonder he mentioned she was Miles' sister. Turns out, it's true, but something is striking about this man's presence. I wonder which unassuming, talented young figure he might be..." someone commented.

Speculation filled the air below the stage. Seemingly oblivious to the chatter, Jonathan focused solely on Rose as if she were the only one in his sight.

His unveiled affection made Rose's heart race. Unaccustomed to such tension, she subtly shot Jonathan several warning glances, urging him not to overdo it.

However, Jonathan seemed immune to her silent pleas. At one point, he even managed to discreetly grab her hand, intertwining their fingers tightly.

"He's even more handsthan a celebrity, and she could easily be a beauty in the entertainment industry. They look so perfect together. Look at their hands!" someone commented.

Another clicked their tongue. "They're definitely a couple who's madly in love!" The crowd started to swoon over the couple.

"Ah! The man's gaze is so gentle..." "Look! The lady's making eyes at him too!" As the chatter persisted, Rose found herself at a loss for words. She couldn't fathom how the crowd perceived her interactions with Jonathan as flirtatious, dismissing their observations as mere nonsense. She glared fiercely at Jonathan, who clearly reveled in everyone's recognition of their relationship.

Meanwhile, Yara found the crowd's approval particularly grating. She couldn't help but think they were blind.

After all, she was the one meant to marry Jonathan. However, seeing Jonathan's expression and the sight of their interlocked fingers made her realize she had underestimated Rose.

She initially assumed Jonathan was merely interested in Rose, but today revealed that his feelings ran deeper than expected.

Yara knew that eradicating this growing bond would require more than just relying on Rose's promise to return to Aquastead.

Yara clenched her fist, her gaze hardening momentarily as she studied Rose. Watching the crowd's growing support for Jonathan and Rose's relationship, she couldn't stand it any longer.

"Ms. Shaffer, do you sing?" she suddenly asked.

The abrupt question brought a sudden hush over the crowd. Both the audience and those on stage paused, their attention shifting to Yara.

She stood with a poised smile, her gaze locked on Rose, curiosity and kindness painted across her face as she awaited Rose's response.

Still feeling the weight of countless eyes upon her, Rose found solace in the shift of focus. Although uncertain of Yara's intentions, she welcomed any distraction from the suffocating scrutiny she endured from her forced association with Jonathan. Rose smiled and responded without hesitation, "No, I don't." Momentarily taken aback by Rose's directness, Yara persisted in her inquiry. "Then you must be a dancer, right?" Rose shook her head. "I'm afraid not." Feigning disappointment and a hint of apology, Yara continued, "Oh, I'm sorry, Ms. Shaffer. I assumed you'd be skilled in something, considering your striking appearance. I initially planned to suggest that you perform for everyone as a way to celebrate the successful conclusion of this event." Realization dawned upon Rose as she understood Yara's intentions. Yara wanted to showcase her own talents by exposing Rose's lack of abilities. And not just that-Yara aimed to redirect the spotlight onto herself.

Feeling amused, Rose was more than happy to oblige. If someone was keen on stealing the limelight, she was more than willing to present it on a silver platter.

"Unfortunately, I don't possess any such skills. However, you're talented in singing and dancing, among other arts. Why don't you perform something to celebrate the successful conclusion of this event, Ms. Maize?" Rose suggested with a sincere smile. Rose's genuine invitation caught Yara off guard. After all, she had expected Rose to resist relinquishing the stage. However, Rose appeared eager to hand it over.

As she watched Rose's smiling face, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of dissatisfaction.

In Yara's mind, Rose should have been fighting for attention. The ideal scenawould have been Rose engaging in fierce competition with Yara, ultimately leading to her own humiliation.

"It would be a delight to have Ms. Maize perform for the event. Ms. Maize, what do you think?" the host eagerly asked, wanting to finalize the arrangement.

Yara gathered her thoughts and replied, "Of course! I'd be happy to."

There would be other opportunities to embarrass Rose. But for now, Yara cast a subtle glance at Jonathan. She e knew it was rare for him to be interested in the arts, so having him watch her perform was a chance that was few and far between. Yara was adamant about seizing the moment. If she could captivate Jonathan with her brilliance on stage, perhaps it would capture his attention and leave him spellbound. As the anticipation grew, she becincreasingly eager to begin. The stage was hers.

Rose couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As she stepped off the stage, she took advantage of a moment when Jonathan wasdistracted to slip out of his grasp. Before he could notice, she quickly and deftly made her way out of the auditorium. Jonathan watched her silhouette with a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. Her earlier tension was evident, making it clear that she cared about him. Deciding to grant her stand space, he returned to his seat. On stage, Yara sang a heartfelt

ballad, earning a round of applause from the audience. Although Jonathan's gaze remained fixed on the stage, his mind was preoccupied with silently calculating the passing time. Rose had been away from him for five minutes. While he had allowed her tand space, it didn't mean he would tolerate her continuous evasion. Five minutes marked the extent of his tolerance.

X Back on stage, Yara had chosen a love song she had meticulously prepared for a grand event to showcase her vocal prowess.

She had invested a significant amount of money to hire a top-notch sound engineer to create a flawless backing track. All she had to do was lip-sync.

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