Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 6 Star Escort Husband

An hour later, Jonathan stood outside the county clerk's office. He stared darkly at the marriage license he was holding.

Meanwhile, Rose excitedly planted a kiss on her copy of the marriage license. She was already looking forward to the Lanes' banquet tomorrow. That was when Nixon's plans would fall apart. Suddenly, she looked at her "star escort husband" who was beside her.

He had such a wonderful figure and face that Nixon could not compare to him at all.

If he appeared at the Lanes' birthday banquet tomorrow, Nixon would be disgraced!

The more Rose thought about it, the more excited she became.

"Um Do you have time tomorrow? Can you attend a banquet with me—"

...

Jonathan was still coming to terms with the fact that he was married. Without even thinking about it, he declined. "I'm busy!"

Rose fell silent. She felt a little disappointed.

But she soon got over it.

Nixon's uncle, Jonathan, would be attending the Lanes' birthday banquet tomorrow. It would probably be an extravagant event, so her husband might get intimidated by its grandeur.

Before they parted ways, Rose said to her new husband, "Since we're already married, you shouldn't go to Nightfall Lounge tonight. It'll be best if you never go there again." "Where else can I go if I can't go to Nightfall Lounge?"

He had not figured out who had sent the assassin yet, so Nightfall Lounge was the safest place for him

But Rose misunderstood him.

gaze on

was asking her for

escorts like him usually asked their patrons for houses and

But when she remembered that she had bought this husband at a high price, she

she

with another bank transfer notification. This time, it was for 6,600

stared at Rose

to stay in for the

smiled generously, but her heart was aching over the

she only had 6,650 dollars left in her account. She gave him 6,600

the absolute worst situation. At least she did not have

even for a moment. She feared she would

she left, she could barely maintain her smile as she suggested earnestly, "Um... you don't have to pick an expensive hotel. You can choose slightly cheaper hotels. They aren't

jogged away. She seemed to be clutching

if her

was beginning to suspect that

his phone, Jonathan suddenly felt curious. He wanted to find out

then, he received a call

the

her birthday banquet. The upper-class elites in Aquastead