Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 442 He Wasn't Looking at Rose

Either? Jack saw through her but didn't expose her.

Their conversation was audible through the slit of the door, and Rose, standing just outside, kept repeating these words-I slept with him in her head.

Did Jonathan and Yara... Miles' words about the two leaving the hotel resurfaced in her head, and things started to make sense.

It felt like her heart was being clenched tightly, suffocating her. Before she could calm herself down, she distinctly heard a voice.

"Who said I was going for Rose?" Jack lit his cigarette and blew out the smoke.

Yara was shocked. "But that night at the club in the surveillance room, you were looking at..." She was sure Jack was staring at Rose. Then, she paused as if reminded of something. "You weren't looking at Rose!"

The surveillance footage appeared in her mind. That night, she was busy focusing on Rose and didn't notice that there was another woman with her!

"You..." She stared at Jack in disbelief.

Putting out the cigarette, Jack seemed indifferent. "She's the principal dancer of the Regalia Drama House. She caught my eye as soon as she got onto the stage."

He couldn't help but sigh upon recalling her figure on stage. He even fished out the necklace from his pocket and examined it fondly.

Yara's expression turned grim. She thought Jack was on her side. At that moment, she was relieved that she hadn't revealed what truly happened with Jonathan that night. Regardless, she was filled with bitterness and glared at Jack before leaving the room. The hallway was empty, and Yara walked away in her high heels.

Rose, who had hidden in another room, replayed the words she had heard... It was Jack who had harmed Yvonne!

fists and soon concocted a plan to avenge Yvonne. Just as she was ready to leave, a strange sound rang out behind

barely seen anything when an object smashed against her head. The next moment, a raging pain spread across her forehead, and

awoke and felt a strong headache. When she touched her forehead, it felt like

was pitch-black, but she could tell her wound was wrapped with a dress shirt. "Who treated me? And who

Rose wanted to do at that moment was look for Jack. As soon as she moved, she heard a sound

her phone and slowly made her way in that direction. Under the faint light, she entered

she matched the voice to a

person she thought of. Instantly, she switched on the room light and was stunned to see the space turn

regaining her composure,

developing films. In the corner of the room, a person curled up and hugged his head,

voice sounded

shaking, and she finally confirmed his identity upon hearing his

what..." she spoke

always been charming and dazzling whether on TV or in person. Yet, at that moment, he seemed disheveled and unlike himself. He even tensed up his body after hearing

movements, Ezra frantically screamed, "Stay away!

at her. He held his head tightly with his elbows pressed firmly

frowned. With his condition, how could she leave him to

she leave him to

leave, she stared at Ezra in the corner and softened her tone. "Are

obvious that he

you need any help, you can tell me. I can-" Rose acted cautiously for fear of overstimulating him and remained in her place. Before

Or else..." He didn't say more, but it was undeniable that he was holding himself