Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Billionire 84

Chapter 84 Could it be Mr. Finch

Nixon was excited. Soon, he was brought to the backyard. In the darkness, Jonathan's face was incredibly grim. Nixon thought he had finally revealed Rose's true colors.

He immediately added fuel to the fire as he said, "Uncle Jonathan, you have seen that Rose is that kind of woman. She's not worth even a single glance from you, "What kind of woman is she?" Jonathan's voice was low and chilly.

Nixon quickly painted an even darker picture of Rose.

"She was once my fiancée. To harm me, she got involved with a male escort and even married him. She approached Mr. Young and you just for money to support his husband."

A male escort? Rose indeed treated him as if he were some kind of special occupation worker, throwing money at him. A faint smile involuntarily tugged at the corner of his mouth,

However, Nixon didn't notice his change in expression. Thinking about the 500 million Rose had just received, he felt a surge of envy.

"Uncle Jonathan, don't let her deceive you. Those jewels aren't worth 500 million. I can help you retrieve them."

If he could retrieve them, Jonathan would surely be grateful ttohim. Jonathan crossed his legs and smiled.

"How do you plan to retrieve them?"

Nixon was overjoyed as patted his chest and said, "Uncle Jonathan, just wait and watch. I can get this done immediately."

glanced at him and said, "Well, give

voice. He felt as though he had received

"Alright."

the 500 million but also wanted to expose her in the worst way possible. Inside the villa, Rose was chatting with several

"Rose!"

in his eyes. He was indeed a persistent guy who never gave

banquet, so she ignored him. However, if

"Smack!"

the hall, an angry middle-aged man who had just arrived exuded a strong air of anger. Rose recognized this

"Dad!"

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slap. As he came to his senses and saw Hayden, he was

was still focused on impressing Jonathan in front of everyone, to the extent that he hadn't even paid much attention to

over, Hayden slapped his face

"Dad..."

didn't give him a chance to speak. He immediately signaled

"I apologize, Mr. Young. My unfilial son has

probing look at Rose. In his sharp eyes, apart from scrutinizing, there was a strong undercurrent of respect, even more so than

your help,

called Hayden

because of that man just now,