Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 444 Please Help Him

"The third floor!"

The hallway to the third floor of the gallery was locked. Miles had asked the staff about it but was told that was where Cyrus stored his important items. As such, it was not open to the public year-round. They had also assured him nobody was on the third floor. Without a second thought, Jonathan dashed toward that floor.

All the hallways on the third floor were equipped with high-tech digital locks. Since this gallery belonged to Cyrus, Jonathan glanced at Leonard, who was following behind, and tacitly communicated what he needed. Immediately, Leonard fished out his phone and dialed a number.

Downstairs, everybody remained stunned in place. When a phone rang, the crowd simultaneously looked toward Cyrus, who wore a gloomy expression.

When he looked at his phone, he furrowed his brows. The ringtone continued echoing throughout the gallery, creating an eerie atmosphere. After some time, he finally answered the call.

On the other side of the call, a cold voice sounded. "Give me the password!" Jonathan was referring to the password to access the third floor.

Despite being in the same building, the father and son would only communicate through phone calls. Without receiving an answer, Jonathan piped up again.

"If you wish to stay in Regalia, give me the password now!" He had millions of ways to banish his father from the city.

Cyrus narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he smiled. "All for a woman?"

He couldn't believe his son would threaten him over a woman. Was it Rose? He vaguely heard her name earlier and thought it sounded familiar, but...

"She's not up there!" Why would this woman he was looking for be on the floor locked all year round?

Jonathan locked eyes with Miles and came to a tacit agreement. No matter what, they needed to find out themselves!

password!" Jonathan raised his voice as if

both floors remained eerily quiet. For almost a minute, the

could vaguely hear their conversation. "Reluctant" to watch them at

Sensing his lack of movement, she added, "You don't have

mediator between the

His son had always harbored animosity toward her. Afraid that Jonathan would

Lizzie a cold glance before averting his gaze. Despite facing his hostility, she was immune to it and even wore a smile. "Let

Cyrus shielded her. "Stay there. I'll do it." He was extremely gentle

door unlocked, Jonathan and Miles dashed through the hallways. Though they were clearly anxious, Cyrus also became curious about Rose. "Cyrus, I don't think this is a good idea. The stuff up there..." Lizzie discarded her composure from earlier and suddenly displayed hints of

my fault. If they get to that room and see..." She trailed off as Cyrus had already gone to the third floor without

frantic shadow, she knew

only did the third floor store important paintings, but it also consisted of a sealed room that had been

rooms, thanks to the large gallery. Jonathan, Miles, and Leonard

and Lizzie stood at a spot in one of the hallways. When

the rooms behind Cyrus were the only

was soon halted by his father.

"Any rooms but these!"

couldn't care less about the reason. All he wanted was

stalemate again, and the air

Shaffer is in there. Listen to your dad..." Lizzie wanted to advise him but stopped when Jonathan's harsh gaze swept over her. His already enraged state made him ignore

stumbling Cyrus turned furious.

him and continued searching each room. As he was about to arrive at the last room, Cyrus rushed