Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 461 Meeting Acquaintances

Rose guided the woman out of the room and into the corridor. As they passed by the other rooms, faint sounds emanated from within.

The two exchanged glances, fully aware of what was likely happening behind those closed doors. Rose hesitated momentarily, and the woman noticed.

"Are you going to save them?" the woman asked tentatively.

She had come to realize that tonight's gathering was merely a game orchestrated by Jack. The other women, probably unaware of the true nature of their drinking partners, might be in danger. Rose remained silent, pondering the situation. The woman bit her lip, understanding the gravity of their circumstances.

"If you try to help them, we might not make it out of this villa alive," she cautioned, fully aware of the potential consequences.

"Don't worry," Rose reassured, patting the woman's shoulder as they made their way downstairs.

Luckily, due to Jack's strict instructions to not be disturbed, the entire first floor was devoid of staff. The two made their way through the empty hallways and out of the main hall without any obstacles. However, instead of leaving through the main gate, they headed toward the spot where Rose had initially entered the villa by scaling the wall. Rose helped the woman climb over the wall before following her.

Under the enchanting night sky of the garden, Rose took one last look at the villa before taking out her phone and dialing the number for the police station.

"The police will be here soon. I hope your friends haven't suffered too much harm," she whispered, knowing that she had done all she could.

Now that they were out of the villa, the woman noticeably relaxed. However, a sudden realization struck her, filling her eyes with a mixture of fear and apprehension.

She blurted, "What if Mr. Finch manages to get the police under his thumb? After all, he has the Finch Group backing him, and when he wakes up, he will certainly seek revenge on us!"

She looked at Rose, her expression growing increasingly anxious. Jack might not have clearly seen Rose in the dark room, and it seemed she had been careful not to reveal her identity. However, if Jack decided to investigate, there was a chance he could uncover who Rose was.

felt vulnerable, knowing that Jack knew her identity and could

brimmed with unease. Suddenly, she grasped Rose's hand and spoke earnestly. "Don't worry. If

if Jack would ultimately discover Rose's identity, she could guarantee that the information

was palpable, and Rose could feel her earnestness. As they made their way further away from the villa, Rose pondered

his anger toward the other women in the dance troupe. Even if Jack himself were incapacitated, those backing him wouldn't hesitate to

stand up to the Finch Group. However, with Oliver's recent passing, the Young Group was

night daily dealing with the Young Group's issues, and Rose

there was one more person she could think of-Jonathan. However, Ezra was still unconscious at the hospital, and he was already quite overwhelmed. Rose reckoned that adding this matter to

Jonathan, who else could suppress Jack and the people behind

walked along the road in the villa district, Rose was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't notice a car speeding toward

the air as a blinding light flooded their vision. Startled, Rose and the woman fell to the ground, but thankfully, the oncoming

car, Clover frowned, relieved that they had narrowly

wanting to get

he instructed Emily, who was in

tasee if they're

them to the hospital and give them some money. If they're not give them some money

to solve problems with money. Nevertheless, she was genuinely concerned about the two individuals who were nearly hit by the car. She quickly got out and approached them. She began, "Are you two... Rose?" Before Emily could finish her

Rose trying to stand up, Emily quickly stepped forward to help

concern, Rose quickly reassured her, "I'm fine. I just fell, but I'm not hurt. See?" She extended her arms as

out a sigh of relief. "Good, good. As long

a silhouette from his angle. Emily was holding the person's hand, smiling as