Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

As Zoe spoke, she moved toward Sally. Though Zoe was not very tall, she had an imposing presence that made Sally feel small.

Sally's face turned pale. The relationship between her and Miranda was known throughout the York family. From beginning to end, she had been a laughable clown. No wonder Mr. York Sr. never spoke much to her, didn't accept her arrangements, and chose Nina as Nash's wife instead.

No wonder William never came home.

No wonder Zoe always looked at her with disdain, and Nina held her in such contempt.

"Hahaha!" Sally burst into maniacal laughter, losing all semblance of dignity.

Zoe, uninterested in prolonging the encounter, turned and left the conference room.

But where was Nina?

Nina was currently leaving York Corporation, planning to visit her parents. Scarlett followed her closely, worried that Nina might be overwhelmed by her emotions. Sitting in the car, Nina received a call from Zoe.

"Aunt Zoe," Nina answered.

Zoe tried to comfort her, "I know you're heartbroken. But things have come to this point, and life must go on. I won't sign off on the asset transfer you made to me. The assets will remain under your name. Once you've taken some time for yourself, you need to come back and take over York Corporation. Otherwise, if Nash comes to me in a dream, how will I explain it to him?"

Nina felt a deep pang in her heart. Dreams... Nash was dead, and everyone around her was gradually accepting this reality. She, too, was coming to terms with it. But with the passage of time and the fleeting nature of memory, would she eventually forget Nash? No. She could not let that happen. She could not forget Nash!

Her throat felt like it was coated in bitterness. "Aunt Zoe, you should manage the company. I have something important I need to do. He was a peacekeeper, right?I... I want to be a war journalist

What had once been a vague idea now became a strong, resolute decision.Chapter 445 No Scars Are Allowed

Save him? Who else was in the room besides Rose? Jonathan and Miles had no time to pay attention to anything else in the secret room. They helped Rose up and immediately checked on her. Seeing her clothes slightly disheveled and a bloodstain on her forehead, Jonathan's heart skipped a beat.

"What did he do to you?" Miles asked, gritting his teeth and holding his breath. He was afraid to hear the answer.

What had Ezra done to her? Rose recalled the earlier moments. She had thought she was going to die, but Ezra suddenly released her, and... Rose dared not delay any longer. "Quick, save him. Ezra... Ezra... he..."

The memory was too painful for her to recall. She quickly turned her head to look at the man lying in the corner.

Jonathan and Miles looked over, following her gaze. Under the red light, the man lay with his eyes closed, and his face...

Ezra... Something seemed to hit Jonathan inside.

How could it be Ezra? He instinctively resisted the idea of Ezra being involved in this matter. He didn't want either Rose or Ezra to be hurt.

moment, Ezra's

shifted down and noticed a patch of blood on the floor under the red light. His mind buzzed. The

forward to grab Ezra's wrist. The wound was bandaged, and blood was no longer

panic in Jonathan's voice. He quickly picked up Ezra and rushed out the door. Rose felt slightly relieved as she watched Jonathan run into the distance. "The Finch Group has a professional medical team. Ezra will be okay, right?" She seemed to understand something. She recalled Jonathan's reaction upon seeing Ezra and

be fine." Miles held Rose's shoulders

she herself

to the hospital. No scars are allowed on my

forehead. He carefully brushed away the hair stuck to her wound. His gentle voice was as soothing as a spring breeze. Rose's tension eased. Miles led Rose out of the room, leaving only Cyrus and Lizzie with somber faces. Lizzie hadn't expected Ezra to only have a forehead

a scene from over

how irrational and aggressive Ezra could be when he was ill. How could he only injure Rose on the forehead while he himself

wound on his wrist... Lizzie's face darkened, and she was lost in thought. She didn't notice that Cyrus had entered the secret room. It wasn't until she heard his voice that she realized.

Cyrus crouching on the ground, holding a stack of photos he had just picked up. He was staring at one

a smile. "How did this happen? The photos are

secret room untouched for years since the house fire. After a renovation,

how

to Cyrus. Even though she had gradually won his heart over the years, she never dared to destroy them She feared that she might not be able to explain herself if Cyrus asked

of the photos wasn't her

eyes. She squatted down to clean up the mess. Before she could touch the photos, Cyrus grabbed the one she was

a compliant smile. "Okay. I'll be waiting outside. Call

out of the secret room, the smile on her face vanished and was replaced by

secret room to still remain off-limits to others. Cyrus still hadn't

sorting through the photos and silently

None of today's schemes had gone as planned, and now she had to deal with the aftermath. But what she needed to do next... Lizzie turned and left the room with a chilling look in her

...

Rose out to the exhibition hall, where an

saw them and approached.

noticed her slight frown showing her resistance toward the title. He immediately corrected

has left ahead. He's very concerned about your injury and wants me to take you to

was referring to the hospital under

"No-"

so there was no need for the trouble. But

Ezra." Rose

"Okay."

two then got into