Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 368 Oliver Wasn't Dead Although the voice was low, the anger in it was palpable. Kelly froze in shock, as did everyone else in the funeral hall. They all couldn't believe the voice they had just heard. Anastasia gulped and folded her trembling arms as if she were trying to shake off her nerves. Did she mishear? That was Oliver's voice. But he was dead, and his body was in the crystal coffin. How could he speak? The idea of spirits made Anastasia shake in fear.

She swallowed hard. The voice had confirmed her suspicion that the funeral today was a set-up to trick Kelly.

The thought made Anastasia excited. When she noticed Jonathan and Gabriel's lack of response toward Oliver's voice, she instantly knew that they were in it as well.

Meanwhile, Kelly's mind went blank. Just like the others, she recognized Oliver's voice and turned her attention to the crystal coffin. From her position, she could only see Oliver from the waist down. Since the body did not move, Kelly calmed down and smirked. "Hmph, are you trying to pull my leg with ghosts and spirits? That won't change a thing. You're being naive." She once again turned to the butler and the maids. She sneered at the shock and fear on their faces. "A dead man will not cback to life. It's impossible." "How is that impossible?" Oliver's voice rang.

Kelly frowned, thinking that the imposter had indeed mastered Oliver's tone of voice. Before she could react, Oliver's "body" sat upright in the coffin. Although she could only see his back, her expression fell. "Grandpa..." Rose, who stood beside the coffin, was stunned when Oliver first spoke. But instead of fear, she was filled with excitement and joy. Because of that, she stood very still as she tried to tell if it was all her imagination.

When Oliver opened his eyes and sat up in the coffin, she agitatedly called out, "Grandpa! You're alive. That's great..." Rose put aside her poor health and questions about why Oliver was in the coffin in the first place. She immediately attempted to help him out of the coffin.

Upon contact with his skin, she nearly cried in joy at the warmth radiating from his body. He was still alive! "Rose, please don't cry," said Oliver with a doting look in his eyes.

He glanced at Rose with a deeply emotional gaze. He clutched her hand tighter as he thought of the purpose of today's set-up.

At the stime, Jonathan and Gabriel sprung into action. Once Oliver dropped the hint, the two men helped him out of the crystal coffin. Once he was out, Oliver turned around to look at Kelly, holding a walking stick in his hand.

There was only one thought in Kelly's mind. She thought, "This is impossible. Impossible!" All these must have been a sleight of hand orchestrated by Jonathan and the others. Oliver was dead. He couldn't possibly be alive! When she saw Oliver turning around to face her, she trembled and said, "That's impossible! You're not Mr. Young Senior!" Mustering up surprising strength, she freed herself from the grasp of the bodyguards and rushed over to Oliver. She wanted to check out what Jonathan and the others had done to the "fake" Oliver to make him look so real.

When she was one step away from Oliver, Rose stood between her and Oliver and stared at Kelly.

Oliver gently said, "Rose, it's fine. Please step aside." After shesitation, Rose obliged. Despite that, she was in a state of heightened wariness. She quickly processed the events that had unfolded and pieced the puzzle together.

She worried that Kelly might do something crazy to Oliver after the latter had dropped his disguise and unveiled her true colors. Rose vowed not to place Oliver in harm's way ever again.

Without Rose standing between them, Kelly anxiously touched Oliver's face. Oliver did not shun her touch.

She trembled in shock when she felt the warmth radiating from his skin. Then, with shope left in her, she caressed his face.

It was like she was inspecting him.

Kelly was inspecting if something had been done to the face of the old man in front of her. At this moment, she still refused to believe that he was Oliver.

However, after stouching, she did not find anything amiss. Growing worried, she cupped his face in her hands.

"Is that enough for you? Did you find any flaws?" Oliver smiled at her, but his eyes shimmered with coldness and an air of authority. He seemed acutely aware of all her ulterior motives.

She froze when she failed to find any physical flaws on Oliver's face. How could that be? She felt dissatisfied but flustered under his gaze.

She finally realized that Oliver might still be alive, so, the only reason he faked his death was... She dared not bring herself to speculate on Oliver's motive, She quickly concealed her panic and put her stellar acting skills to use. Within seconds, tears streamed down her face She remarked, "Grandpa, you're alive and fine! That's wonderful! I thought you were—" She had wanted to play the role of the good granddaughter, but Oliver cut her off as he was revolted by her ingenuine behavior.

"Did you think I was dead?" He sounded sarcastic.

Her expression froze. Soon, she said, "I thought you were dead. But I'm so glad you're still alive." "Are you really glad that I'm alive?" "Of course!" She nodded as she met his disapproving gaze with a joyful expression.

Oliver merely chuckled. "But if I am alive, you won't be able to give out orders as the head of the family like you just did."

Kelly's heart sank. She had a guilty conscience because of what she had done earlier, but she soon fecovered from it. Like flicking a switch, she from lit. Like she immediately played the victim and cried. "They tried to bully me, so I acted on

impulse. Grandpa, I don't care about the family's wealth. I just wanted to enjoy family twith your grandchildren. Mom would be delighted if she saw that from the heavens." At such a crucial moment, Kelly brought up Henrietta's name, knowing that Henrietta was Oliver's Achilles heel.

She wanted to use Henrietta's nto defend her terrible behavior earlier, thinking that Oliver might take her side because she was Henrietta's daughter.

However, Kelly had made the wrong move. Oliver's expression fell when he heard the nof his late daughter. The fact that Kelly brought up Henrietta's ninfuriated him. Still, he kept his rage in check and glared expressionlessly at Kelly. Moments later, he spoke. "Kelly, since you don't care about the family wealth, you won't be inheriting it, then." Her mind went blank. What was that supposed to mean? "Are you planning to amend your will?" she prodded cautiously. She began plotting to prevent him from doing so. As long as the current will remain unchanged, the Young family's wealth would be hers in the end.

Oliver sounded determined as he spoke. "Well, it's unnecessary to amend the will." X