Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 439 Encounter Lizzie telling them not to overspend on the artworks would only result in them doing the opposite clearing the artworks in the entire exhibition.

As expected, the noblewomen agreed on the surface but hurriedly went to purchase the paintings as they visited the exhibition. Within 30 minutes, the gallery had sold half of the available paintings. "That painting is so strange..." A person noticed a painting in the corner and looked at it strangely.

When Rose and Miles arrived at the exhibition, she was startled by the crowd. Wasn't this supposed to be a birthday banquet? One could've mistaken this as an artist's exhibition.

Miles sensed her confusion and explained, "Cyrus' second wife used to be a somewhat well-known painter. Ever since he retired, he began to paint too." That explained it. Cyrus was Jonathan's father, so his remarrying meant that Jonathan's biological mother had... Suddenly, she remembered him bringing her to a mountain villa in Aquastead.

"Mr. Miles..." While she was lost in thought, someone had recognized Miles. Following that, many began to rush over.

"Mr. Miles, I'm surprised to see you here. It's a pleasure to meet you." "Mr. Miles, I heard Young Group will organize an antique convention in a month. Mr. Young Senior must be proud to have you inherit his legacy." "I agree. Let's work together in the future, Mr. Miles." Since Oliver's passing, the inheritance dispute between the adopted family members had been intense. Almost the entire city awaited the outcome. As Oliver's most trusted and beloved grandson, Miles' capability was beyond doubt.

Miles wore a polite smile and looked for Rose, who had been squeezed out by the crowd. When he saw her, she signaled him to handle the guests alone.

Then, she headed to the washroom, turned around, and entered a hallway. At that, he wanted to follow suit but the opportunistic guests held him back.

Her path to the washroom was her way to the Finches. Before coming here, she had read sinformation about the family online.

Aside from Eleanor, the eldest of the family, Cyrus and Yosef were the only ones in the older generation. On the flip side, the younger generation was mysterious. Aside from Jonathan, whom she knew well, there was also the second son, who was mildly exposed on the Internet. As for the eldest and youngest children, they were so secretive that even their genders remained a mystery.

At that moment, a painting caught Rose's attention. Almost instinctively, she walked toward the artwork.

In the painting stood a flat area at the mountain's summit. On the left, mountain ranges overlapped, while the sea met the horizon on the right, with a faint yellowish glow illuminating the water. The red sun was just rising... Wait. She had seen this before.

"It's that place!" These words cout of Rose's mouth abruptly as she thought of something.

Wanting to confirm if the place in the painting was the smountain Jonathan brought her to, she stepped forward and explored the details close up.

With the help of her recollection, she found a villa among the woods within the painting. Although the villa looked abstract, she was confident she had been there with Jonathan. According to him, his mother used to live there! As though entranced, Rose appraised every detail in the painting. She was so immersed that she didn't even notice a man by her side glancing at her.

Ezra had long stood in front of the painting before Rose came. He was engrossed in the artwork when a strange voice snapped him back to reality.

It was surprising that he would see Rose here, let alone her knowing the place in the painting! Had Jonathan brought her there? She had to be special to him then.

"And we meet again!" Ezra chuckled.

His sudden voice brought Rose's attention to him. She recognized him instantly despite the lowered cap and black mask concealing most of his face.

On top of that, his signature almond eyes had sold him out. He was none other than the top visualist in the entertainment industry, Ezra Turner! Recalling his face, Rose couldn't help but be surprised. "You're here for the exhibition too?" Although she didn't find him to be an artistic person, she didn't think that he could be here for Cyrus' birthday He raised his brows. "I guess so. Are you here alone?" "Nope." She cwith Miles, but Ezra deduced she was here with Jonathan. As such, he was surprised to know his brother had finally cto their dad's birthday after so many years. He wondered if Jonathan had cfor this painting too.

Ezra's gaze flickered gently toward the painting. Then, he offered, "Do you like this? If you do, I'll purchase this as a gift for you." Rose was taken aback. Why would he do that? "N-No, thank you," she quickly rejected him. Yet, she had a strong desire to buy the painting the moment she saw the artwork again. "Excuse me. I need the washroom." She nodded to him in farewell, and the seemingly immersed Ezra only grunted lightly in response. Before heading into the washroom, she purchased the painting from a staff.

Within five minutes, Lizzie, standing on the gallery's second floor, heard her female assistant's report-the painting had been sold! "That's quick." A cold glint flashed across Lizzie's eyes. She walked toward the railing and precisely saw the painting on the first floor.

At that moment, a man stood before the artwork. Although he wore a cap and an oversized shirt that concealed his silhouette, she could easily recognize a Finch family member regardless of the disguise.

"Did he purchase it?" Then, she saw Ezra turning to a staff member and saying something.

"No. It was a lady." Her assistant, Claire Hilton, presented the purchase history to Lizzie. When she saw Rose's name, Lizzie was shocked.

Meanwhile, on the first floor, Ezra's expression darkened upon hearing the painting had been sold. "To whom?" he asked coldly.

The staff flashed him a polite smile. "I'm sorry, sir, but we can't disclose the customer's information."

Ezra remained in place after the staff left. As if reminded of scanned quickly scanned his surroundings of something he and found Lizzie on the second floor.

As their eyes locked, a burning wave of resentment ignited in his eyes, scaring her into retreating.

"What's wrong, Mrs. Finch?" Claire swiftly held her.

Without responding, Lizzie looked downstairs and saw Ezra missing from his original spot. "Quick. Let's get out of here." Her voice was shaky. Her peculiar reaction rendered Claire

confused. All she could do was follow Lizzie's lead. As they arrived at the door of a private lounge, suddenly hal Lizzie halted. The previously fearful woman suddenly changed her mind. "Doa favor." X