With Miles'' permission, Mr. Kane proceeded without hesitation. Under everyone''s gaze, he once again addressed Rose.


    "Miss, I was the personal attorney for thete Mr. Young Senior and oversaw all of his private affairs. Before his passing, Mr. Young Senior left behind a will..." As he spoke, Mr. Kane unfolded the documents in his hand. Rose looked puzzled. She was well aware of the will Oliver had left behind before his death. Mr. Kane had already read it out once at Aquastead, so she couldn''t understand why he was bringing it up again now. "Could there be another will that I didn''t know about?" she wondered.


    While her mind raced with questions, Mr. Kane began to read from the document. "I, Oliver Young, bequeath all my assets to my biological granddaughter."


    The words were identical to those he had read at Aquastead. Not a single word had been altered.


    However, Kelly was confirmed not to be Oliver''s biological granddaughter and was no longer in the picture. So, Rose couldn''t understand why Mr. Kane was reading this will again.


    She shot a confused look at Miles. "Miles..."


    Her instincts told her that Miles knew the reason behind all this, but his warm smile and calm demeanor offered no clues.


    Amidst the crowd, Anastasia''s face was frozen in shock. It seemed that she had already guessed what would happen next. Yet, what concerned her more than her suspicions was someone else''s reaction-Harriette''s.


    In reality, she hadn''t been invited to the Lerain Group event. She had followed Harriette and discreetly infiltrated the gathering to uncover the truth about the person hiding under Harriette''s face.


    Her gaze remained fixed on Harriette. Despite the momentary shock of hearing the will again, she quickly regained her focus, unwilling to miss any subtle nuances in Harriette''s reactions. Anastasia watched Harriette intently. Panic and denial flickered across Harriette''s face as if she knew something.


    But what truly caught Anastasia''s attention was the brief sh of hatred and madness in the woman''s expression. It was as if she were looking at apletely different person for a moment. "Kelly..." Anastasia whispered.


    After the initial shock, her body wavered slightly. Her mind raced back to that day in Aurora Crest, when Harriette had exuded the same arrogance and malice as Kelly, forcing Anastasia to kneel in submission. The more she focused on Harriette, the more certain she became. "Harriette is Kelly..." she muttered as another thought shed in her mind. "But how did Kelly be Harriette?"


    Anastasia knew Kelly wasn''t capable of pulling this off alone. Being familiar with Harriette''s past and personality, she sensed someone must have been helping Kelly. "But who?" she mused.


    Anastasia couldn''t figure it out. Still, a sense of fear crept into her heart. Her eyes darted nervously, and without caring to keep her watch on Harriette any longer, she hurriedly slipped out of the crowd and rushed to the restroom, trying to steady her breath and calm her racing thoughts.


    She tried to make sense of Kelly''s transformation into Harriette and what the woman''s intentions were.


    Being an intelligent woman, Anastasia didn''t take long to piece together the puzzle. It was clear that Kelly had set her sights on Rose, a realization that made Anastasia pause.


    Previously, she wouldn''t have given Rose''s well-being a second thought, but Mr. Kane''s revisiting of the will had ignited suspicions,pelling her to reconsider her position. Some truths, no matter how daunting, simply couldn''t be avoided.


    Since Harriette''s return, Anastasia''s role as the Young family''s eldest daughter had be a farce. But at this moment, it seemed like she had found something tangible to grasp onto.


    Once she hadposed herself, Anastasia quickly pulled out her phone and typed a message. "Harriette is not Harriette. She''s Kelly!"


    She sent the message to Jonathan, confident in his ability to anticipate Kelly''s next move. As for herself...


    "Rose... He''ll owe me a favor for this," Anastasia murmured. After everything she had been through, she hade to ept certain truths.


    Jonathan loved Rose deeply. Rose''s


    identity now being the daughter of


    the Xanth family and having connections to the Young family-ced her on a pedestal Anastasia could no longer reach. She could no longerpete with Rose and only hoped to maintain a semnce of dignity in the aftermath.


    Meanwhile, the crowd was still reeling from Mr. Kane''s shocking revtion. They had no idea that thete Oliver had left a will mentioning a biological granddaughter, let alone that such a granddaughter even existed.


    The people gathered were no fools,


    and it didn''t take long for them to realize that if Miles had instructed Mr. Kane to make this


    announcement in such a public


    setting


    then it was clear that the


    biological granddaughter in question


    must be someone in attendance.


    Whispers rippled through the crowd as they nced around, searching for the heiress of Young Group.


    At the same time, Jonathan''s gaze remained fixed on Rose. When he received Anastasia''s message, he barely reacted, ncing at it as if the content didn''t surprise him before his focus quickly returned to Rose. Mr. Kane paused briefly before pulling out another document. "Miss, this is for you."


    All eyes turned to Rose as she epted the piece of paper, her expression etched with doubt and confusion. She stared at the page, her mind reeling as she struggled to process the words before her.


    "How can this be?" she murmured, her gaze fixed on the text, reading it over and over again as if expecting it to change. However, the words remained the same, exactly as she had seen them moments ago. "My rtionship with Grandpa..." Rose thought as she repeated the question, her voice barely a whisper. "How can this be?"


    Just then, Miles'' voice reached her ears, each word sharp and unmistakable. "Before Grandpa passed away, he entrusted me with two samples for analysis - yours and his. At that time, he already knew you were his biological granddaughter." The entire crowd stood in stunned silence, the weight of Miles'' words echoing through the room as everyone absorbed the shocking revtion.


    By then, Rose''s eyes were brimming with tears. Memories of Aquastead flooded her mind. She recalled Oliver shielding her from the fatal strike and wondered if he had known about the DNA test results back then.


    Her thoughts drifted to the look in Oliver''s eyes as hey in her arms. So many things seemed to make sense now.


    "Grandpa..." Rose choked out.


    However, the revtion of the will had brought forth numerous questions. Before she could ask any of them, someone else spoke up.


    "Miles, how could Rosie possibly be Grandpa''s biological granddaughter?" Harriette''s voice wasced with barely restrained anger.


    She couldn''t believe Miles had


    actually revealed the truth and was struggling to ept it. The thought of the entire Young family


    inheritance being handed over


    Rose was difficult to swallow, and she couldn''tprehend Mites'' Willingness to let it all go without resistance.


    Regret washed over Harriette. She would have acted sooner if she had known about Miles'' devotion to Rose. But now, the opportunity had slipped through her fingers.


    Her question resonated with the crowd, as many shared her skepticism.


    "She''s right. Wasn''t it said that Mr. Young Senior''s daughter had been missing for years? There were even rumors of her death. How could a DNA test conveniently surface now?" someone inquired, their disbelief evident.


    As murmurs of doubt spread, Clover snapped out of his shock, his face darkening with displeasure.


    "My cousin does not need the Young family''s inheritance," he dered firmly.


    To Clover, Rose''s reputation and integrity far outweighed any wealth the Young family could offer. No matter the circumstances, he would not allow anyone to tarnish her name.