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-"

interrupted her upon knowing her

belonged to Rose, but that

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

Youngs' business. Please await our official response. If any baseless speculations persist, we will spare no effort in

was a warning that the journalists could not ignore. They

they could pry more, Miles had walked Rose toward the door with his arm around her. He whispered to her, saying, "Ignore what they say. You have more right to inherit the Youngs' property

did not overthink his words.

point, all she cared about was Oliver's funeral. After the

the urn, Rose entered Young

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

her footsteps abruptly, it felt like the atmosphere had

go, Rose," urged Miles. He didn't care about what they said. However, Rose

She passed the urn to him. Subsequently, she retreated from

fierceness stopped the flashing lights. Soon after, they resumed their camera flashes at her as though afraid to miss

"Did you ask that question?" She knew

his microphone and looked at the

was no stranger to this media outlet. FMZ Media was known as the most baseless, intrusive, and deceitful outlet in the country and lacked journalistic integrity. They were an eyesore within the media

disdain. The journalist's face turned

Mr. Journalist

evidence that I

I teamed up? Have you fact-checked your sources? Have you interviewed anyone to get that information?" She positioned the microphone in front of the

freezing, he answered, "I'm asking you now, aren't

not harm Mr. Young Senior. But will you take my word for it?"

only would they not believe her, they would bother her further to get more clicks

good journalist and media