Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Billionire 33

Chapter 33 Handsome Guy

"Oh! Rose, I never thought you'd stoop so low as to be with a..." Maya said excitedly as her face filled with mockery.

She was seizing the opportunity to humiliate Rose. However, before she could finish her sentence, Rose slapped her across the face.

"Ah!" She covered her face. "Rose, you...

"This slap has been a long time coming. If it weren't for you that night

Rose stared coldly at Maya. Her presence was overwhelming. A hint of guilt flashed in Maya's eyes. It seemed she was afraid Rose would reveal what happened that night when she drugged her.

Then, she preemptively threatened, "Rose, my boyfriend is the manager of the Finch Group. He was highly regarded by Mr. Finch. If you dare to hit me, don't be surprised if my boyfriend asks Mr. Finch to deal with your family."

Upon hearing this, Jamie immediately moved to strike Rose. Before he could land a blow, Jonathan grabbed his wrist.

A touch of irony appeared on Rose's lips as she observed the situation. A single threat was all it took for Jamie, her father, to raise a hand against her without hesitation.

A pang of pain spread within her as she questioned Jamie with a sorrowful tone, "Did you ever love my mother? Was her death truly an accident?"

A hint of guilt flashed in his

His response had already given her the answer-Celeste's death was not. an accident, and he had known it all along. Rose didn't dare to delve further into the implication behind it. She walked out of the private room

a cold gaze upon Jackson as he asked, "What's

overwhelmed by the powerful pressure as he stuttered,

+15 BONUS

Jackson Cadwell.

"Good. Very good."

atmosphere inside the room turned strange. Jackson suddenly felt a sense of unease, as if he had offended someone he shouldn't have. Suddenly, he noticed Zac standing by the

Gibson, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you earlier.

Zac interrupted emotionlessly before hurrying out as

of astonishment. They wondered who sent the dishes earlier as a favor

impossible-she was a fallen heiress with no

Gourmet Haven. Jonathan had driven away with her and

"I want to drink."

a glance at her and left in resignation. A few minutes later, he returned with a few cans of beer. Rose was cuddling her knees

lost its claws even

and emptied the beer in three swigs. Then, she proceeded to open more

fall by the fourth bottle. She drank while wiping