Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 381 A Deliberate Trap

"Grandpa put himself in danger for Rose, so you better not make things worse for her!" Anastasia made it sound like a warning, but the rest quickly caught the hint.

"Ms. Anastasia, are you saying Mr. Young Senior passed away because of her?"

"What exactly happened? Can we interpret that as her causing Mr. Young Senior's death?"

The journalists were relentless, shooting out questions harder than before.

That was precisely what Anastasia wanted. Although she successfully threw Rose under the bus, she kept it as subtle as possible.

Facing the reporters, Anastasia quickly explained, "That's not true. You're speculating." She looked protective of Rose by "defending" her.

After noticing the awry in her statement, they couldn't possibly just accept her half-hearted explanation. On top of that, the protagonist was right before them. They needed to get this scoop!

They refocused their attention on Rose, ignoring Anastasia. "If Mr. Young Senior died because of you, are you directly responsible for his death then?" They were harsh.

The camera flashes were blinding Rose. As she recalled how Oliver protected her, there was a flicker in her eyes. The journalist perceptively caught on to that detail as if it were something major. "Are you feeling remorseful? Do you regret it?"

"Did you kill Mr. Young Senior for his inheritance?"

Their questions became more intense.

Rose's eyes trembled. It was undeniable that Oliver got hurt because of her. Of course, she was remorseful and regretted letting that happen, but she had never eyed his inheritance.

Looking at the crowd of journalists, Rose understood they needed a statement from her before they let her off. She instinctively tightened her grip on the urn as she faced their anticipating gazes and flashing lights.

Then, she enunciated, "I will not claim any-"

Miles interrupted her upon

rightfully belonged to Rose, but that was something non-disclosable to

her with his arm. Despite being someone who had always politely engaged with the media, he was cold and harsh

Please await our official response. If any

not ignore. They even felt

around her. He whispered to her, saying, "Ignore what they

his words. She didn't care about what others

Oliver's funeral. After the ceremony, she would leave Regalia and

the urn, Rose entered Young

are you involved with this woman who killed Mr. Young Senior?" A voice rang

felt like the atmosphere had frozen for a

Miles. He didn't care about what they said. However, Rose crossed the

urn to him. Subsequently, she retreated from the building

lights. Soon after, they resumed their camera flashes at her as

one of the male journalists. She interrogated, "Did you

reply, she grabbed his microphone and looked at the tag.

and deceitful outlet

turned ugly. Even without a word from her,

Mr. Journalist

evidence that

Have you fact-checked your sources? Have you interviewed

freezing, he answered, "I'm

my answer is no. I did not harm Mr. Young Senior. But will you take

they not believe her, they would bother

good journalist and