Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 647 Who Said She Hates Him

Cyrus knew that he had let down too many people!

...

Eleanor and Cyrus met at the hospital.

Before Eleanor arrived, Cyrus hadn't gone in. Even at this moment, he still wasn't willing to face the situation.

Eleanor glanced at him, her gaze as sharp as knives.

She found Lizzie disgusting and also blamed Cyrus.

If Cyrus hadn't married the troublesome Lizzie from the start, she wouldn't have had the chance to sneak into the Finch family with such malicious intentions.

Now, it had also resulted in Jonathan going missing!

Eleanor admired strength and ability. When it came to her descendants, she valued capability above all. She always thought highly of Jonathan, but during his upbringing, she did not show him much affection or care.

Still, with the occasional gifts he received from her, he had cherished them deeply.

It was not because she provided him with enough or anything special, but because Jonathan was simply a very good person.

He was someone who appeared aloof or detached on the outside but was actually warm and passionate on the inside. He was someone who knew how to be appreciative and thankful.

"Mom, when they found Lizzie, she was covered in injuries and almost... died."

Cyrus couldn't quite describe the mix of emotions he was currently feeling.

When he finished speaking, Eleanor hit him with her walking stick. "What? Do you feel sorry for her getting hurt? Sorry that she almost died?"

"No, that's not what I meant..."

"What do you mean by that? Don't forget that Jonathan is still missing. Jonathan is your son!" Eleanor said sternly, her voice sounding sharp.

Eleanor had two sons-Yosef had plenty of ambition, but his skills were lacking.

Cyrus was quite competent at his job, but when it came to personal matters and relationships, things were a complete mess.

Eleanor had begun to increasingly appreciate Jonathan's value.

Eleanor remarked coldly, "That troublemaker Lizzie should have just died."

She stormed into the hallway of the hospital, only to see the person who was supposed to have died in the fall lying in a hospital bed. Her eyes were open, though Eleanor couldn't tell when the person had regained consciousness.

Eleanor paused for a moment before muttering, "You're such a disaster. Even this couldn't kill you."

sharp as a knife. "Weren't you trying to end it all that night? What happened? Couldn't go through with it? Lizzie, sometimes staying alive is

and anger. That was why she didn't hold back

Lizzie's previously vacant gaze at

only people she had seen were

first time, someone

it for a long time. After a moment of getting used to it, she finally managed to ask her question. "Where is

ask!" Eleanor shouted, trembling with anger. "You intended to kill him, and now look

teeth. "Lizzie, don't think that just because you've survived,

attention

he... Had

carefully and made her decisions long ago. The reason she chose that

added some special protection to the car. She even calculated the car's speed in advance to ensure that

dying, and she certainly had no intention

just wanted everyone to believe they were either dead or missing. She had even prepared new identities for them. There would always be a place in the world where

had always been

he be dead?" Lizzie murmured softly. Oh, that

pull Jonathan out of the vehicle while they were in

her afterward, and

remember anything beyond that

accident... It

in the room,

Eleanor's gaze. They indeed saw Rose standing

could no

at Rose with a gaze as sharp as daggers, while Rose looked back at her with a blank expression and

of here." Eleanor

reasons for doing

spoke, she stepped forward, took Rose by the hand, and

Rose did

"Grandma..." Rose began.

in her

to always call her "Mrs. Finch Senior"

"Grandmother". But now she...

pragmatic nature, felt an inexplicable stir in her

for

"Rose, she's

me

insistence. She pulled Rose into the hospital room, but her

cautioning her

Lizzie chuckled softly.

Could Eleanor still be dreaming of

was Lizzie's

so protective of