Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Billionire 188

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 bodyguards

been shot alongside Jonathan by the assassin's two bullets,

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Finley had predicted-the gunshot wound was merely a ploy

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

further moves, but they never relented in their intent to kill Jonathan The reason for Lucas coming to Aquastead

assistant said, and right after, a message pinged on his phone. He immediately reported,

in the scent of alcohol. Bottles littered the floor as Rosie lay sprawled on the couch Her tousled hair covered her entire head,

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

turbed her fummeed

seems like Rose was disturbed, she furrowed her bow and

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

unresponsive

weakness, collapsing once more. But in

handsome face entered her burred vision, resembling

her star escort husband was currently with a new client

was drunk, this must be her

in her hallucination didn't vanish. She furrowed her brow and instinctively reached out to pat

smiled and playfully pinched the handsome face again Jonathan remained silent Had

face feels so

though sensing her touch couldn't quite assess his temperature

cupping Jonathan's face and bringing her forehead close to his. Rose was completely unaware of how enticing being in such proximity to Jonathan

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sensed his temperature but failed to notice the deepening intensity in his gaze, akin to a dark abyss "You

move back, a large palm suddenly gripped

when the attractive face in front of her leaned

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

was her hallucination, then

took the lead, and Jonathan was momentarily taken aback. In the next instant, she seemed almost angry as she fiercely

"Erm..."

in pain, a faint taste of blood spreading in his mouth. The smile on his face was filled

early the next day with a splitting