Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 587 He Is Expendable But Rose Is Not

The bodyguard had told Rose that Jonathan was waiting for her in the greenhouse.

She scanned the grand hall, unable to find Jonathan among the crowd. After a moment's hesitation, she decided to follow the bodyguard.

Despite this being her third visit to the Finch Manor, she had never visited the greenhouse in the backyard.

"Ms. Shaffer, Mr. Jonathan is inside. You can go right in," the sunglasses-clad bodyguard informed her with a respectful nod.

Rose found it odd that he addressed her as "Ms. Shaffer" rather than "Mrs. Finch."

Both Finley and Leonard had always referred to her as "Mrs. Finch", leading her to wonder if this bodyguard was not among Jonathan's inner circle. But then again, not everyone around Jonathan was necessarily privy to her relationship with him. "Why am I even fixating on the title 'Mrs. Finch'?" she thought, feeling her cheeks warm. It made her seem as though she was eager to be acknowledged as Jonathan's wife.

"Alright," Rose replied softly, casting one last glance at the bodyguard before he disappeared from view.

Once he was out of sight, Rose resumed her path toward the greenhouse, where Eleanor nurtured her fresh flowers.

The moment she stepped inside, she was enveloped by a powerful natural scent, a mixture of various floral fragrances that appeared to change with each step she took. Immersed in the myriad of aromas, Rose searched for Jonathan's figure.

"Jonathan?" she called out.

The greenhouse was far more expansive than she had anticipated. After a fruitless search, Rose called his name again, but her words were met with silence.

Just as she began to sense something was amiss, a sudden, loud bang reverberated from the far end of the greenhouse.

Startled, she turned toward the source of the sound, but everything fell quiet again. Curiosity mingled with caution as she made her way toward the place where the sound had originated.

Upon reaching the greenhouse's farthest corner, Rose found the source of the noise. A man was curled up on the ground, his body hunched in on itself. When he lifted his head to meet her gaze, Rose froze. A mask concealed his face. "Go... leave this place," the man urged, his voice strained as though he were struggling with an internal battle.

Despite the strain in his voice, Rose instantly recognized him. "Ezra?"

It was Ezra. But why was he here? And what had happened to him?

the questions, Ezra's voice

time, he practically shouted, his tone desperate. However, now that Rose had seen Ezra's condition,

me; I'm Rose. I won't hurt you. Let's get you to the

was experiencing another episode, she refused to abandon him now. However, as she

lacked the ferocity she had witnessed at the art exhibit. His restrained gaze conveyed a determination not to cause harm, even at the cost of himself, to protect

though she stumbled and fell, she immediately got back up, ignoring his demand to leave. Without missing a beat, she

frame and Ezra's imposing stature, Rose's

a sudden jolt of realization, he reached up and covered Rose's mouth with his hand.

evident in her eyes. "Something off with the scent? What does he mean?"

certain. From the moment he had felt something off within his body, he had already

meant for him alone. It was clear that someone had orchestrated this situation

could easily envision

in his vulnerable state, and undoubtedly, the media would be present, eager to capture and

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inevitable outcome would be nothing short of a destruction of

could even guess who was behind this plot to destroy him. But strangely, he hadn't felt fear in the face of his imminent downfall. He had been prepared to face

was then he realized the actual target of the scheme wasn't just him

his chest. Ezra could accept his own downfall

and she

find my

been drugged before, so she was able to connect the dots quickly. It was clear to her that Ezra was under the influence of a drug

swallowed nervously.

my brother and bring him here to help me." Ezra forced a weak smile, doing his best to suppress the heat

this wasn't the time to hesitate. She nodded. "Okay,

she

she had also

knew what would happen

willpower didn't want

consequences.

Ezra meant