Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 396 Not His Type

Ezra leaned against the wall, looking amused as he crossed his arms. He and Yara had never met, but each knew who the other was courtesy of their profession.

Ezra was the most handsome man in the entertainment industry with countless female fans. In the past, Yara would have found a way to stir up a potential romance with him for the sake of publicity. However, she had set her sights on Jonathan, who stood at the top of the social food chain and ruled the Finch family. She couldn't be bothered with lesser men like Ezra.

She had caught the wicked amusement in Ezra's eyes and knew that he'd heard everything she said. But that didn't matter. She looked away from him, rolling her eyes as she did.

Jonathan was somewhere on this floor. He did not like red, but she doubted even he could resist the allure of seeing a woman in white. She couldn't wait to see him, and in her eagerness, she made her way toward the office.

She had taken only a few steps when she heard a lazy male voice drawl, "Jonathan won't like you." He sounded like he knew Jonathan's preferences.

Yara stopped and turned to give Ezra an incredulous look. "What did you just say?"

He repeated insouciantly, "Jonathan won't like you." Then, he unabashedly scanned her from head to toe. "You're not his type."

A dark shadow passed over Yara's face. She didn't want to waste her time on someone irrelevant like Ezra. He was just some guy in entertainment. How would he know Jonathan's type and preferences? Still, she found herself asking, "What's his type then?"

"His type?" Ezra immediately thought of Rose. "Someone refreshingly honest and who speaks her mind. You're not like that at all."

He could tell from first glance that Yara was pretentious. He shook his head in contempt and turned to head into the elevator.

doors closed after

even more resolved to win Jonathan over. "The first thing I'll do once I become Mrs. Finch is

was full of confidence as she paraded around the office, but Jonathan was nowhere to be found. She did not so much as catch a glimpse of him

stopped the employee who was last

puzzlement. "He... left a long

had only dropped by for

her

the office. When

I.n

were faring online. She was sure the pictures would have spread across the internet

Under Yara's demanding gaze, she held out her phone

Jonathan, but the only picture that had been published online

scrolled down to see if there were other snapshots, but all the reporters she had hired only took shots

of the reporters immediately and demanded sharply, "Where are Jonathan's

"Oh, you mean Mr.

She asked the same

see Mr. Finch at all,

of the car

at Young Industrial Park