Honey, You're a Billionaire?

They Had All Come

Rose found it amusing.

"You love Kelly, and I've granted your wish to be with her. Aren't you two already together? Besides, I have a husband. What nonsense are you talking about marrying me?"

She glanced at the blinking red indicator light on the camera and had a bad feeling. Nixon noticed her gaze. As he thought about his arrangements, a smug and crazed expression appeared on his face. "It's been so long. Who's your husband after all? I haven't had the chance to meet him yet, but it doesn't matter."

Smiling, he tapped the camera.

"Do you think he'll divorce you after he sees your scandal?"

Rose understood his implication.

"Don't even think about it, Nixon."

Rose struggled to get up. If it were a normal situation, Nixon wouldn't be able to touch her. But now, she had been drugged. She felt weak and found it extremely difficult even to stand.

Seeing her like this, Nixon was at ease. In his eyes, Rose was under his control now. He wanted to enjoy the pleasure of humiliating her and make up for the frustration he had endured during this time. *Rose, it seems we're destined. Just accept it."

Nixon continued, "You're indeed very hot, but you know nothing about men. We've dated for a few

years but only held hands a few times. It's only because Grandma saw your coction with the Youngs and Mr. Finch...

"Let me tell you. After we get married, if Mr. Finch continues to be interested in you, I don't mind sending you to his bed."

Nixon didn't hide his scheme at all. Marrying Rose meant squeezing every bit of her value. He wasn't afraid of Rose resisting. After he slept with her today, he would release the video tomorrow. Even if Rose despised him, the Youngs would consider their reputation, and the matter would be downplayed. The best way to downplay it was for the two of them to get married.

Rose glared at Nixon, spitting out a mouthful of saliva in disgust.

"You make me sick, Nixon."

"Sick?"

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ing his eyes, he suddenly reached out to grab her collar. In those crazed eyes, there was anger.

"So what if I make you sick? You'll need to endure it!"

Rose spat on Nixon's face. At once, he struck her face with a loud slap. Though her face was burning

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with pain, her hands were weak, and she couldn't fight back.

Nixon pulled her up and forcefully pushed her onto the bed. The next second, he lunged at Rose.

A sudden fear arose in her heart as Nixon's hand touched her. She felt nothing but disgust, wishing she could tear this man apart.

Just then, images of Jonathan flashed in her mind. She realized that, apart from Jonathan, any man's

touch made her resist.

In the previous incidents, whenever she was in danger, Jonathan would come to her rescue. What about this time? As she recalled what she had seen in the hospital, all she could feel was despair. He was injured, and Anastasia was taking care of him in the hospital. He couldn't possibly appear in front of her now. Rose closed her eyes in despair, realizing that she couldn't escape this time. She even wished for death. Even if it meant death, she didn't want to feel Nixon's touch. However, she didn't even have the strength to seek death now.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. She tried to bite her tongue, and the taste of blood spread in her mouth. She continued to exert force. Alas, Nixon sensed her intention and grabbed her

chin.

"Trying to die?"

He sneered with disdain. He didn't believe Rose would really kill herself. This was just a tactic for her to scare him, so he wasn't afraid at all.

If it weren't for the video that needed to be released, he would have considered stuffing something into her mouth to shut her up.

But to create the illusion of a perfect match, Nixon could only use one hand to pinch her chin while trying to tear her dress with the other.

"Nixon, if you dare to continue, I won't let you off the hook!" Rose glared at Nixon with bloodshot eyes.

He laughed wickedly.

"Not let me off the hook? Rose, get this straight. Right now, it's me not letting you off the hook!"

Nixon firmly gripped Rose's jaw, almost distorting her face with the pressure. Noticing that she couldn't resist, he felt a triumphant satisfaction.

It seemed that all the frustration and setbacks in this period were now being compensated for.

His plan was to sleep with Rose, release the video, manipulate public opinion, force Rose's husband to leave her, and then marry her.

With at, Nixon could leverage his connection with the Youngs and seize control of the Lane family. ious ascent would then begin. The more Nixon thought about it, the more insane he became.

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Suddenly, there was a loud bang behind him, and the door was kicked open. He turned around, only to see a figure. The next moment, he was kicked away.

They Had All Coma

"Who are you?"

Nixon fell to the ground. As Finley saw Rose, he was startled by the blood at the corner of her mouth. He instinctively clenched his fists.

When he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, he quickly grabbed a towel to cover Rose's body.

"Mrs." Finley's voice trembled slightly.

He almost uttered the words "Mrs. Finch", but quickly corrected himself.

"Ms. Shaffer, don't worry. No one can harm you."

"You-"

Nixon hadn't seen Finley clearly yet and thought he was just someone from the Youngs protecting Rose. He was about to explain that Rose had invited him. But suddenly, Finley looked over. When Nixon saw Finley's face clearly, he trembled.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

"You... You are..."

Although Nixon hadn't seen Jonathan, he had seen Finley several times when he went to the Finch Building. The people in the Finch Building always treated Finley with utmost respect.

Nixon had privately inquired about Finley's identity and knew he was Jonathan's personal bodyguard. Just then, Zac hurriedly arrived. When he saw Rose lying blankly on the bed, his heart wrenched. "Ms. Shaffer," he called out softly.

Rose's eyelids twitched slightly.

"I'll get you out of here, Ms. Shaffer,"

Zac stepped forward, intending to lift Rose into his arms. However, as he reached out his hand, her body flinched, and her eyes were filled with resistance. Seeing that, he didn't dare touch her. After a while, Rose struggled to try to get up. She didn't want to stay here. Despite her body still feeling weak, she persisted, wrapped in a towel. Each step was a considerable challenge for her. When she reached the table, she suddenly stopped.

"Rosie, tell them that you invited me."

Nixon's bad premonition intensified. Finley represented Jonathan, and Zac had a good relationship. with Jonathan. They had all come. What did this mean?

re the Youngs, he could fool them. But considering Jonathan's methods, even if he wanted to fonim, he wouldn't dare.

Noticing Rose remaining silent, Nixon crawled up from the ground and tried to pull Rose. But as soon as he made a move, Finley kicked him away again.