Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 440 Deliberate Provocation

After taking a deep breath, Lizzie calmly instructed Claire and released her hand, which was placed on the door handle.

"Got it. Be right back." After Claire left frantically, Lizzie revealed a cold smile as she adjusted her gown. She slowly made her way to the third floor and entered the last room at the end of the hallway. When Ezra rushed to the second floor, he didn't see Lizzie. Instead, her assistant was standing near the staircase.

"Mr. Turner, you can't..." Claire looked anxious as she blocked his way, but his furious gaze made her retreat in fear.

In reality, Lizzie had said to act scared when blocking Ezra so they could seamlessly lure him into her room on the third floor. However, Claire was genuinely afraid when faced with him. "Scram!" he growled with gritted teeth.

Claire was scared to her core. She had heard that Ezra had a wild temperament but had never seen him this frightening-like a ferocious beast escaped from a cage.

She instinctively glanced toward the third floor, her voice coming out shaky. "Mr. Turner, it's Mr. Finch's birthday today. Please don't be impulsive." That was a line taught to her by Lizzie.

As expected, Ezra seemingly became more enraged and pushed Claire away. Then, he dashed to the third floor.

Finding her balance, she quickly ran after him and screamed panickingly, "Mr. Turner, you can't go up there. Mrs. Finch isn't there!" The more she resisted him, the quicker the situation escalated.

Soon, Ezra arrived on the third floor but was halted by Claire. It looked like she wanted to stop him, but in reality, she planned to lure him into a certain direction. As they neared the end of the hallway, she put on an expression of panic, prompting him to stop. "Get lost!" Ezra stared at the door and was confident Lizzie was inside.

"Mr. Turner..." Without waiting for her to finish, he yanked her off. He opened the door and closed it almost immediately.

In the meantime, Lizzie sat on the couch and faced backward to the door. She leisurely placed the cup in her hand, and her victorious gaze soon turned into a menacing one.

As Ezra edged closer to her, he questioned sternly, "Where is the painting?"

to celebrate Cyrus. However, Ezra knew this woman wasn't as loving to his

the corner of her eye, she saw Ezra had removed his cap and mask. His

media, might appear strikingly handsome or rebellious, with every facet of him dazzling enough to attract

at Ezra momentarily, as though considering whether she could

she couldn't help but feel a heightened sense

downstairs are you into? I'll tell them to reserve it for you." Lizzie smiled

his head. All he wanted at that moment was

know damn well which one

do? Ezzy, how will I

his nickname, his head felt

we have all the digital copies of the paintings here. Look..." Lizzie arrived beside Ezra

played automatically. At first, there was nothing special-just the paintings from

depicted a woman holding a paintbrush while painting by the lakeside. Only her side profile was captured, with the wind gently blowing her dress and hair, creating a scene of beauty and

paintings continued to flash before his eyes like a slideshow. Amid those paintings sat some photographs, which all had the same

an indescribable desire to find out who the woman was and ignored looking for the painting. Sensing

is she?" Ezra was eager

you. Have you forgotten?" Lizzie suddenly withdrew

looked slightly crazed. Instinctively, his

His confidence and firmness

her, Even

with the utmost belief that she had not

Mother-and-son bond, was it? Could that also be the