Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 382 Pleading for Forgiveness

When Rose opened her eyes, she was surprised to see someone in front of her. "Jonathan? He's back in Regalia too?" she wondered.

Upon seeing his scrunched eyebrows, she finally understood Jonathan had protected her from the attack.

"A-Are you alright?" She stood up with Miles' help and hurriedly went to check on Jonathan.

However, Jonathan turned away from her and shielded her with his tall body. His gaze then landed on the journalist. The latter had long been petrified to see Jonathan.

Although there were minimal reports regarding the new ruler of Finch Group, he knew who Jonathan was as a journalist. He could easily disregard the Youngs, but he dared not mess with Jonathan and the Finches.

Upon realizing that he had struck Jonathan's head, he hastily explained, "Mr. Finch, I didn't mean to hit you. I wanted to teach her a lesson..."

"You... teach her a lesson?" Jonathan's gaze turned cold.

"Yes..." The journalist quickly realized something and retracted his words. "No, I... I... I..." He was usually eloquent, but when faced with Jonathan, he stammered.

When the crowd realized Jonathan had arrived, they abandoned their earlier aggression because they witnessed Jonathan taking a hit for that woman.

It was known within the industry that he was aloof with everyone, so why would he stand up for her? Instantly, they realized something was up.

Despite the tempting scoop, they were afraid to report the news as it involved Jonathan. At last, the camera flashes died down. Many held their breath while some were afraid to meet his eyes.

Having been subdued by Jonathan's presence, the journalist who attacked Rose went from panicking to fearing for his life. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Ultimately, he knelt on the ground after succumbing to the pressure.

Finch! I'm so sorry! Please

the microphone then?

of that, his face

Media..." He glimpsed at the press badge. Although Jonathan didn't say another word, everyone present understood that

he could finish, Jonathan told him to get lost without sparing him another glance. Then, his icy gaze swept across the other journalists. He looked indifferently at the crowd. "What are you guys

enough to send chills

their equipment in haste,

looked back, he saw Rose's concerned eyes. "Where is it? Does it hurt? Let me see..." The loud

back of his head, he didn't want to worry her. "I'm fine. It

"For real?"

look, but

briefly.

With eyes full of gratitude, she glanced at Jonathan and

Miles. "We'll invite you inside another day, Jon. Our family

Was that what he got in

with Miles. Instead, he glanced toward

her tracks. When she turned her head and met

before her was no longer the cold and harsh man from earlier. His eyes and smile seemed to say, "I want

for her, and Miles had caught on too. Hence, he had no choice but to reject his entry. He didn't want any person or matter to

heart sank.

funeral. I'll thank you for your help just now another day." With that, she turned around and entered Young

remained standing

dare to finish his words