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.

I'm so sorry! Please

Why didn't he spare Rose when he attacked her with the microphone then? Had Jonathan not made it in

of that,

glimpsed at the press badge. Although Jonathan didn't say another word, everyone present understood that FMZ Media would cease to exist soon. The journalist was terrified. "Mr. Finch..." FMZ

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

him was enough

Afraid to attract any unnecessary attention from Jonathan, the journalists took their equipment in haste, covered their badges,

Does it hurt? Let me see..." The loud thud alone was enough to tell it was a

at the back of his head, he didn't want to

"For real?"

look, but Miles came urging her, "Rose,

briefly. Her top

she glanced at Jonathan and said nothing else, retrieving the urn

invite you inside another day, Jon. Our family will be

Jonathan furrowed his brows. Was that what he got in return for dismissing the

he glanced toward Rose, displaying

her head and met his eyes, she instantly regretted

the cold and harsh man from earlier. His eyes and smile seemed to say, "I want to go

choice but to reject his entry. He

heart sank. "Rose,

interjected, "I need to proceed with the funeral. I'll thank you for your help just now another day."

main doors closed, Jonathan remained standing at his spot. His gaze was full

didn't dare to finish his words and switched the topic