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?"

loving to his father as she presented to the world. Her ultimate goal was to

saw Ezra had removed his cap and mask. His face was undoubtedly

and in the media, might appear strikingly handsome or rebellious, with every facet of him dazzling enough

more dramatically as she turned to stare at Ezra momentarily, as though considering whether she could unleash his unhidden side

that rainy night from ten years ago, she couldn't help

them to reserve it for you." Lizzie smiled warmly, and Ezra hated that

striking pain to his head. All he wanted at that moment was to retrieve

damn well which one

into a smile. "I do? Ezzy, how will I know what you're

Every time she said his nickname, his head felt closer

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

the paintings from the exhibition downstairs. But suddenly, a photograph mixed in

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

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

desire to find out who the woman was and

she?" Ezra was

has abandoned you.

slightly crazed. Instinctively, his hands balled

His confidence and firmness

her, Even

the utmost belief that she had not abandoned him, just like

bond, was it? Could that also be the thing