Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 470 Poor Jonathan

Yosef introduced himself with a smile. "Mr. Sullivan, I'm Yosef Finch."

The police chief, Carson Sullivan, frowned, clearly trying to remember who he was. "Finch?" he mused.

Seeing Carson still not making the connection, Yosef helped him out, which he rarely did. "About the case you took today involving Jack..."

Recognition finally dawned on Carson. "Ah, yes. The family member. How may I be of assistance?" he asked politely.

Yosef attempted once more to invite Carson to dinner that evening, only to be swiftly declined. Left with no alternative, he initiated a conversation outside the police station.

He began, "Regarding Jack's case, while it should be thoroughly investigated, he's always been well-behaved and couldn't possibly have committed those crimes. Plus, he's injured. Is it possible to release him on bail for recovery? As for the rest..." He planned to smooth over the situation once things calmed down. However, Carson only sighed in response.

"I empathize with family members standing by their loved ones, but facts are unyielding, and the law is absolute.

"Even ancient kings were subject to the same justice as commoners. As a public servant in our modern society, I must enforce the law impartially.

"Mr. Finch, your son's transgressions are quite severe, so, unfortunately, bail isn't an option." He remained resolute, offering no opportunity for negotiation.

Yosef's displeasure grew. "Mr. Sullivan, you may not know me, but you should know the Finch family, right?"

Carson paused briefly before a smile spread across his face. "Of course, I'm aware."

He was not only familiar with the Finch family but also with Yosef himself. After all, it was nearly impossible to find someone unfamiliar with the prominent Finch family in Regalia. "Doesn't the thought of offending the Finch family concern you?" Yosef's voice grew cold. He decided to apply pressure since Carson seemed unresponsive to subtlety.

However, Yosef had severely underestimated the character of the man before him. Or perhaps his understanding paled in comparison to Carson's knowledge.

The threat was evident, and Carson naturally picked up on it. However, he maintained his calm demeanor.

"I wouldn't dare to offend the Finch family, which is precisely why I must conduct a thorough investigation into your son's case," he said.

he headed back into the police

by conducting a thorough investigation precisely because he didn't

clenched his fists as a realization struck him. "Jonathan..."

what end? Was his goal to see Jack behind bars or to humiliate me publicly?" he

a well-deserved punch. However, he knew that losing his

him and Jonathan, Yosef became increasingly determined to prove Jack's

...

had just passed at the Finch Family Hospital. Having grabbed a quick meal outside, Rose entered the facility with the purpose of visiting

by a contingent of bodyguards. As soon as they

it? You're just letting

the bodyguards were tasked with preventing

permitted your entry, Ms. Young. Any other individual would

to read too much into it, she forced a smile and walked

opened

but it was unoccupied. Startled, she quickly regained her composure and was about to call for the guard when she heard a sound near the window beside

found Ezra lying on the floor, making her wonder

help him up. Thankfully, Ezra cooperated, and she got him to sit up. However, he

reached up. Before Rose could react, he brushed her bangs aside, revealing a scar hidden beneath. Ezra's gaze

unspoken meaning behind his words. "It's not your

Ezra knew it wasn't as simple as an accident. His uncontrollable, ferociously aggressive side had reared

is cold," Rose said. "You've just woken up. It would be best if you returned to bed, or, at the very least, sat

Rose was puzzled.

floor is comforting. The coolness against my back clears

Rose was rendered speechless.

patted the floor beside him, sincerely

him. Observing Ezra's profile, she couldn't help but

had chalked up their similar appearances to coincidence, never imagining they were