Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 386 Intertwined

The reality made Rose's nonchalance feel like a slap to Anastasia's face. She could not help the jealousy boiling in her as she stormed up to Rose, intending to slap the cavalier grin off the latter's face. Anastasia raised her hand, but as she brought it down in an arc, Rose seized her wrist.

Rose had regained some strength after sleeping, and she did not hold back. Anastasia tried to pull away from her grip, but her struggles were to no avail.

She glowered at Rose and commanded, "Let go of me!"

Rose snorted. She would be a fool to let Anastasia go and earn herself a slap across the face. She maintained her vise-like grip on Anastasia's wrist even as the latter seethed.

"We're in Young Estate right now! If you don't let go, I'll scream."

"Go ahead," Rose said, a cruel challenge flickering in her eyes.

She didn't bother playing nice now that things had escalated to the point of near-violence. "Don't think I don't know that you tripped me outside the estate yesterday."

She had known about Anastasia sticking her foot out and tripping her yesterday, but she did not expose the wretched young lady for it. However, the wretched young lady just had to provoke her, and Rose hated provocation.

Shock colored Anastasia's face as she went still, forgetting to struggle and pull away from Rose's grip.

Rose continued slowly, menacingly, "You know what? It'd be great if you screamed and woke the whole house now. That'll give me a chance to explain to everyone why I'm picking on you now!" Anastasia was well aware that even though Miles had taken Rose under his wing, he would not hesitate to make Anastasia pay if he found out she tried to trip Rose.

With Oliver gone, the distribution of the Young family's fortune was still an undecided matter. Anastasia couldn't afford to get on Miles' bad side now.

However, the thought of Miles and Jonathan reaching out to catch Rose last night sent another wave of jealousy crashing over her.

She gritted her teeth and snarled at Rose, "What the hell did you do to bewitch those two men and Grandpa?"

Until now, Anastasia could not make sense of Oliver's past attitude toward Rose. She still couldn't accept the fact that the old man had risked his life to save Rose from Kelly.

struck Rose like lightning. Bewitched, huh? Miles was her friend and brother. They shared

advantage of him. Not even their marriage

but guilt for the tragedy that befell him. If she and Oliver had never met, he would never have become Kelly's target. She had put Oliver in danger. It was her fault he

her anguish, she quickly hid it and warned the

Anastasia's wrist with a hard fling, then turned and left

"You-"

to go after her, but she stopped instinctively when she saw Rose heading toward the front door. Rose was going to see Jonathan,

after Rose. She watched as Rose walked out the door

filled her as she silently vowed, "Just wait, Rose. You'll never

picked up. He had lost count of the times he

out of the gates when she heard him sneezing. She stopped just as he glanced in her direction. His eyes lit up when

to him and instead

were, he shrugged off his jacket

then did she snap out of her daze. Her gaze fell on the red tip of his nose. She felt sorry for him for bracing

her helplessly. Before he could respond, she grabbed his wrist and said, "Come with me!" The warmth of her fingers spread

arm until she stopped and turned to look at him inquisitively. "Why did you-" She didn't get to ask him why he had stopped, for what

free hand clasped around hers and pried it away from his wrist. Her fingers grazed the brittle air for only

moment, their fingers intertwined.

She was all he could see as he swung their interlocked hands as if to

before her was

would have

have

gaze if she

was Jonathan Finch, but

could