Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Billionire 77

Chapter 77 Only the Back of the Head In Sight

Rose's gaze followed the leather shoes upwards and saw a black mask. The sparkling ripples of the pool were reflected on the mask, and she thought she had seen a ghost.

She held her breath, pretending to be calm and hoping the "ghost" couldn't see her.

In the next moment, the black mask enlarged in front of her; the "ghost" actually crouched down and reached out toward her. Jonathan's hand gripped her am as he wanted to pull her out of the pool. Rose felt like she'd been jolted by electricity, and all her pretense of composure instantly crumbled. There was only one thought in her mind-to run.

She forcefully tumed around and kicked the pool wall with all her might, propelling herself several feet away. At the same time, it caused Jonathan to plunge into the water with a splash. ry? He swam t

He was drenched from head to toe. His expression darkened. Was he really that scary? He Rose and once again grabbed her arm.

toward

Instinctively, Rose kicked frantically, narrowly missing his sensitive areas several times. His expression. grew even darker, and he firmly wrapped his hands and legs around her.

Rose was terrified out of her wits as she thought the 'ghost' must be a water ghost.

not suitable. How about you release

go every day!"

wondered if she thought he was

ghost," he said

by his confession, Rose asked, "Then, who are

husband, but he quickly realized and said with a serious tone, "I

had been so frightened

pavilion. It was now empty, and the man who was tightly embracing her from behind. His breath brushed against her ear, causing

this rare moment, she was behaving meekly in his embrace, like a docile kitten. Jonathan was tempted to not let go. Suddenly, she cried out in pain. "What's wrong?"

was Mr. Finch, her nemesis with whom she had a terrible fate. She needed

mask on his face. With a slight pull, the mask came off. As Jonathan realized what had happened, a flash of anger crossed his eyes. Nevertheless, his immediate reaction was

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saw the back of his head-even the back of his head looked good too. She couldn't deny that Mr. Finch probably had a decent appearance. However, his action of turning away just now was too conspicuous, as if he deliberately protected

pity... A trace of sympathy welled up in her heart. Soon, she realized that she needed to escape while Mr. Finch had already

of the pool when a large hand reached

"Mr. Young..."