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 who

in hospital attire, Lucas, having been shot

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predicted-the gunshot wound was

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

dared not make any further moves, but they never relented in their intent to kill Jonathan The reason for Lucas coming to

phone. He immediately reported, "And several vehicles returned to

in the scent of alcohol. Bottles littered the floor as Rosie lay sprawled on the

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

turbed her fummeed

she furrowed her bow and

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

unresponsive

collapsing once more. But

turned dazedly. A handsome face entered her burred vision, resembling her star escort

her star escort husband was currently with

was drunk, this must be

lie down with that support, but the figure in her hallucination didn't vanish. She furrowed her brow and instinctively reached out

silence the found it odd that despite being a hallucination, the tactile sensation felt incredibly real Rose smiled and playfully pinched the handsome face

face feels

against his forehead, as though sensing her touch couldn't quite assess his

close to his. Rose was completely unaware of how

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She carefully sensed his temperature but failed to notice the deepening intensity in his gaze, akin to

to move back, a large palm suddenly gripped the

processed it yet when the attractive face in front of her leaned in,

moment. Rose snapped out of it, initially wanting to push away, but she suddenly changed her

it was her hallucination, then she

taken aback. In the next instant, she seemed almost angry

"Erm..."

spreading in his mouth. The smile on his face was filled with

woke up early the next day with

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