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

the Young family's resources rightfully belonged to Rose, but that was something non-disclosable to

Rose's shoulders and shielded her with his arm. Despite being someone who had always politely

Please await our official response. If any baseless speculations persist, we will spare no effort in taking legal

the journalists could not ignore. They

Rose toward the door with his arm around her. He whispered to her, saying, "Ignore what they say. You have more right

the other hand, did not overthink his words. She didn't

cared about was Oliver's funeral. After the ceremony, she would leave Regalia and all the other

Rose

with this woman who killed Mr. Young Senior?" A voice rang among the crowd of

her footsteps abruptly, it felt like the

what they said. However, Rose crossed the

She passed the urn to him. Subsequently, she retreated from the building and went straight

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

"Did you ask that question?" She knew

waiting for his reply, she grabbed his microphone and looked

as the most baseless, intrusive, and deceitful outlet in the country and lacked journalistic integrity. They were an

concealing her disdain. The journalist's face turned ugly.

Journalist from FMZ,

that

your sources? Have you interviewed anyone to get

he answered, "I'm

Young Senior. But will

believe her, they would bother her further to get more

journalist