Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

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Chapter 188 Hallucination Or Reality

Rose's cheeks flushed, visibly pausing for a moment.

But then, she felt extremely dizzy and asked, "Husband? What husband?"

Rose glanced at her phone, yet her vision remained hazy. Weariness washed over her, and she settled into the couch, her breathing gradually calming. The phone screen remained on the call. Jonathan's expression turned serious.

"Rose?"

He called out multiple times but received no reply. He knew Rose must have passed out from being drunk!

He was genuinely concerned that she had no one to care for her. Jonathan eventually endured the pain and called for Finley.

"Mr. Finch?" Finley stepped into the bedroom, greeted by the sight of Jonathan bare-chested. Then came Jonathan's instructions, "Fetch me the bodyguard's attire."

His sudden request left Finley momentarily speechless.

He hesitated for a second and promptly inquired, "Mr. Finch, why do you need the bodyguard's attire?"

"I asked you to fetch it, so just do it. Hurry up, why so much unnecessary talk?" Jonathan's mind was filled with concern for Rose being drunk and unattended. He wished he could be by her side right

away.

He suddenly recalled the assassination attempt earlier today, his eyes darkening slightly as he instructed, 'Proceed with discretion."

Finley didn't dare to delay at all, quickly searching for the bodyguard's attire. Shortly after, a set consisting of a white shirt and a black suit was presented before Jonathan.

Jonathan dressed and issued instructions to Finley. Subsequently, Finley arranged for a handful of bodyguards to escort Jonathan to the underground parking lot.

Every bodyguard took their respective car and left the parking lot. Anastasia didn't return to Young Estate and instead stayed at the hotel.

"Ms. Young, a few bodyguards have just headed to the parking lot and left in their cars."

She intentionally bribed the hotel staff to receive Jonathan's real-time updates. This explains why she received a call when Jonathan left the presidential suite. Anastasia didn't pay much attention upon hearing it was just a few bodyguards leaving. The same news also reached Lucas at the hospital.

just the

having been shot alongside Jonathan by the assassin's two

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had predicted-the gunshot wound was merely a ploy to evade

assassination attempt a few months ago, the Sutton family's influence has been completely uprooted

intent to kill Jonathan The reason for Lucas coming to

He immediately reported, "And several vehicles returned to Aquastead of just a

to his residence in Zenwood Gardens. The moment he pushed the door open, the room was engulfed in the scent of alcohol. Bottles littered the floor as Rosie lay sprawled on the couch Her tousled hair covered her entire head, devoid of any

over to the couch and crouching down. He swept aside her tousled hair, uncovering

turbed her fummeed

seems like Rose was disturbed, she furrowed

her stomach, she felt uncomfortable. She attempted to turn over,

unresponsive

body before succumbing to weakness, collapsing once more. But

face entered her burred

was currently with a new client and

was drunk, this must be her

managed to roll over and lie down with that support, but the figure in her hallucination didn't vanish. She furrowed

playfully pinched the handsome face again Jonathan remained silent Had she turned his face into a plaything? He was reaching for Roses hand when she suddenly

feels

fingers brushed against his forehead, as though sensing her

close to his. Rose was completely unaware of how enticing being in

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emptiness filled Jonathan's mind. She carefully sensed his temperature but failed to notice the deepening intensity in his gaze, akin

back, a large palm suddenly gripped the

front of her leaned in, and their lips touched. The words she intended to speak were

went blank for a moment. Rose snapped out of it, initially wanting to

it was her hallucination, then she should be the one in control of

momentarily taken aback. In the next instant, she

"Erm..."

faint taste of blood spreading in his mouth. The smile on his face

early the next day with a