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?"

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

her head. From the corner of her eye, she saw Ezra had removed his cap and mask. His face was undoubtedly exquisite. How

dazzling enough to attract countless admirers. Yet, who would have known that he had another side concealed from the public? Perhaps he

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

rainy night from ten years ago, she couldn't

the paintings downstairs are you into? I'll tell them to reserve it

pain to his head. All he wanted at that moment

damn well which

do? Ezzy, how will I know what

nickname, his head

me. Luckily, we have all the digital copies of the paintings here. Look..." Lizzie arrived

paintings from the exhibition

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 serenity. However, the woman in the painting... tugged at Ezra's heartstrings for some

his eyes like a slideshow. Amid those paintings sat

wonder who she was. Despite noticing Lizzie's trick as she shuffled the photos into the paintings, he had an indescribable desire to find out who the woman was and ignored looking for the painting. Sensing his strange expression, she smiled coldly.

she?" Ezra was

is a vicious woman who has abandoned you. Have you

and looked slightly crazed. Instinctively, his hands balled into fists as he roared, "She

His confidence and firmness

Even

she had not abandoned him, just like

it? Could that