Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Billionire 205

Chapter 205 Warded in a Psychiatric Facility

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Rose's eyes remained fixed on Jonathan's face. She wouldn't want to miss any expression of her start escort ex-husband.

The mention of Mr. Finch caused Jonathan to nervously hold his breath. At that moment, he contemplated confessing the truth if Rose correctly identified his identity.

He even pondered ways to amend her negative impression of Mr. Finch but was taken aback by her unexpected question.

"Are you... Mr. Finch's... cousin?" she said with a frown, seemingly doubtful of her guess.

She shook her head and mumbled, "No, that's impossible."

Mr. Finch's cousin must have a high social standing as well. Her star escort ex-husband might look aristocratic, but he certainly could not rival the Finch Family. Jonathan found her confusion amusing. When she ceased asking him questions, he fell silent as well.

However, she soon announced, "I'm going to the Finch Building later."

The Finch Building? Jonathan nearly choked on his soup.

"Why?"

"To meet with Jonathan Finch!" she declared, feeling it was only right to personally thank him for seeking justice on her behalf.

Putting her utensils down, she changed into a T-shirt and jeans before leaving home. Jonathan, seated at the dining table, didn't hesitate to follow her.

Meanwhile, a crowd gathered in the bustling area near the Finch Building. Phones in hand, they snapped photos of a man curled on the ground.

Nixon Lane! I met him once before this, and he looked quite decent

of the head of the Finch Group. Why else would the Finches

the Lanes have given up on Nixon Lane to appease the Finches. No statement from the Finches yet, they're not going easy on the

in the crowd and staring at Nixon like he

consciousness by then. The first thing that flashed across his mind was

in the three full

memories, they haunted him persistently. The crowd's disdainful looks fueled his sense of humillation as though they were

crowd with fear in his eyes. Dressed in simple pajamas, he entered a slight altercation with someone, and a button popped off

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and his bruises, were exposed to the public. The people around him immediately understood what had happened to

Someone remarked, "Tsk..."

feel exposed after hearing the remarks. He instantly covered his face with his shirt. "I am Mr. Lane," he mumbled, hoping to use his social status as a shield against the

memories.

laughed louder at

longer Mr. Lane

heard that Mr. Lane didn't have anything to show. Without his reputation, I'm afraid there's only one option

sell his ass."

yelled hysterically as fear morphed into insanity. Those who noticed his change immediately called 911. The ambulance

facility sent a fully-equipped vehicle to collect Nixon, and

to the Finch Building. As Rose's car passed

caught wind of someone calling her name,

she

but the nurse quickly stuffed his mouth to prevent him from yelling. Still, he continued speaking in muffled voices and a pleading

dispersed from the location. One of them

luggage with her, and she wanted to take a look at Nixon before visiting Angelica Willis at Chereton, She witnessed Nixon's public breakdown but did not feel sorry

until the vehicle carrying Nixon vanished from her

public breakdown, she uttered disdainfully,