Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 418 You Want To Use Me

Chapter 418 You Want To Use Me

Leonard noticed that Jonathan was staring longingly at the dance floor, likely wishing that he was the one dancing with Rose. However, his suggestion only earned him a cold glance from Jonathan. "You seem to have a lot of free time, huh?" Jonathan said coolly.

Leonard was momentarily stunned and wondered if he should help Yvonne out of the dance. He usually prided himself on being Jonathan's best assistant, always understanding his intentions with just a glance. But when it came to matters involving Rose, he couldn't figure out what Jonathan was thinking.

He glanced helplessly at Finley, who looked both amused and sympathetic. Finley gestured for Leonard to keep his mouth shut, which he wisely did.

Meanwhile, Jonathan's focus never strayed from the captivating figure on the dance floor. Rose's enchanting smile seemed to have a magical quality, effortlessly transcending the distance between them and lighting up his own expression.

Outside the club, Miles sat in his car, having just finished a video conference. He rubbed his temples wearily and turned to look toward the club. His assistant was walking toward him.

"Where is Ms. Shaffer?" Miles asked, his tone softening at the thought of her.

Standing beside the car, his assistant reported, "Ms. Shaffer is dancing with Ms. Spencer, and she appears to be having a great time."

Pleased to hear this, Miles nodded thoughtfully. Then, he continued, "What about Jonathan? Has he been pestering her?"

"Mr. Finch is outside the dance floor, merely observing her from a distance. He hasn't approached her," the assistant explained.

This response took Miles by surprise. After all, earlier at the theater, Jonathan had displayed such evident possessiveness toward Rose. Afterward, he even took the trouble of changing the celebration venue and followed her here. Miles had assumed that Jonathan would relentlessly pursue Rose, but apparently, that was not the case.

"Mr. Miles, at this hour, Mrs. Yones is likely meeting with several partners of Young Group. This may be an opportune moment to visit her," the assistant suggested.

Chloe, also known as Mrs. Yones, had been fervently trying to secure alliances to gain control over the Young Group.

Although the Young family appeared calm on the surface, an undercurrent of conflict was steadily intensifying.

Chloe was doing everything in her power to consolidate her hold, but the Young Group, as left by Oliver, would never be hers.

Miles opened his eyes, a rare glint of determination shining within them. He cast a glance toward the club and, after a contemplative pause, instructed his assistant, "Let's go."

the chance to watch over Rose. Once he had dealt with everything that rightfully belonged to

seemingly immersing

inside the club, surveillance screens covered all

lazily on a couch, his eyes fixed on one of the screens. His gaze was both fiery and covetous like a predator eyeing its prey and eager

same woman who had joined Jonathan on stage at

should

and though he was curious about the kind of woman who could capture Jonathan's interest, he hadn't expected to see her

her exquisite figure, rosy lips, and sparkling eyes made her a rare

knocking interrupted

Just open it! I know he's

was haughty and displeased, and Jack recognized it

the key

people inside, she immediately started searching the electronic screens on the walls. "The person you're looking for is over there," Jack said suddenly, pointing to an

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Jonathan standing by

railing, seemingly gazing at

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his face. She wondered what he was looking

made him so

had his attention was off-screen.

"There."

the electronic screen on the opposite wall, which showed the dance floor, where

if she was the reason behind his

made her heart burn with jealousy. Suddenly, she turned

Yara and Jack

She knew enough about Jack to understand his true nature.

unsavory behavior.

escapades involving women, Jack would have likely become a source of disgrace for the