Honey, You're a Billionaire?

He Brought It Upon Himself

"Go easy on him?" Rose snorted. "Sorry, I'm not a saint.

Kelly was the saint, not her!

Jonathan let out a low chuckle before saying darkly, "He brought it upon himself to have the nerve to harm you!"This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Rose was startled. As she stared at the silhouette behind the partition, she got the strange feeling that she was someone important to him.

But, he only helped her deal with the Lanes because of her husband...

Rose was still thinking when the voice behind the partition continued, "Nixon has been admitted to at psychiatric facility. The Lanes company shares have taken a nosedive. They can't hold out much longer. The Lanes' assets will be put on auction to pay off their bank loans.

“Once the Lane family has gone bankrupt, they won't try to mess with you anymore."

Rose was still fixated on the first part of Jonathan's sentence.

"Hang on. Has Nixon gone mad?"

Jonathan did not reply. Still, Rose got the picture. As long as Nixon had been institutionalized, it did not matter whether he was insane or not. It would not make a difference.

Recalling the things Nixon had done, Rose thought he deserved it. Now that Nixon had ended up like this. Kelly's hopes and dreams were probably dashed.

After saying goodbye to Jonathan, Rose headed toward the elevator to leave. By coincidence, she glanced at the meeting room and saw a familiar figure...

"Finley?" Rose exclaimed in startlement.

Who else could that tall and burly figure be, if not Finley? She saw him jogging toward the meeting room. When Finley heard a voice calling out to him, he immediately came to a halt. He turned around, and upon seeing Rose, his mind went blank. She had discovered him. What should he

do?

"Ahem..."

Inside the meeting room, a certain someone cleared his throat as if to warn Finley, Rose was just about to step into the elevator just now, but now that she was certain it was Finley, she turned back. She was drawing near... Finley felt like he had a bomb tied to his chest. If he exposed Jonathan's identity. it would spell doom for him.

What should he do? He desperately wanted someone to come along and save him. As Rose continued to approach, Finley hastily walked over to her.

"Mrs-

Out of nervousness, he nearly addressed Rose as Mrs. Finch. Thankfully, he stopped himself in time.

"What a coincidence, Ms. Shaffer. What are you doing here?"

Finley acted as if he did not know why Rose was there. In reality, he was the one who arranged for someone to head down to receive her.

Rose studied Finley before asking, "Why are you here? Are you working here?"

She made that guess based on his attire and ended up giving him the perfect excuse.

"That's right. I work here."

Rose did not doubt Finley. Since her husband was related to the Finches, and Finley was his good friend, it seemed reasonable that he was working for Finch Group.

She remembered what happened the other night. If Finley had not arrived in time, that bastard Nixon's attempt would have succeeded. Rose looked at Finley and expressed her sincere gratitude. "Thank you for what you did the other night. You saved me. Are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to a meal to thank you properly."

Eating with Rose? Alone?

Finley was about to refuse because he dared not share a meal with her alone, but Rose added, "I'll bring my husband along."

Finley exhaled in relief and nodded quickly.

"Sure."

It was an honor for him to be treated to a meal by the boss' wife. Even as Rose's silhouette disappeared behind the elevator doors, Finley was still spacing out 'She's treating you to a meal?"

A chilly voice rang out behind Finley.

"Yeah."

Finley nodded with a grin as he thought about seizing this chance to ingratiate himself to Rose.

As long as Rose thought highly of him, he would get a pass in the future if he ever made a mistake. If Rose pleaded on his behalf, Jonathan would surely let things slide. Seemingly too engrossed in his fantasies, Finley failed to notice Jonathan who was standing beside him- with his arms crossed. Jonathan was also staring at the elevator. "She's bringing her husband along?" the voice rang out again.

Finley nodded.

"That's right."

Jonathan smirked.

"What will you be having?"

"How should I know?" Finley said. "Mrs. Finch can decide. I'll eat anything."

Just then, Jonathan received a text from Rose.

"I want to treat Finley and Mr. Gibson to a meal to thank them for saving me. You should come along."

Jonathan frowned. It sounded like Finley and Zac were the main stars of the night while he was merely a tag-along. Rose sent over an address.

Jonathan wanted to object, but then, he figured it was better to find a way to make things work in his

favor instead.

"Got it."

After responding to Rose, Jonathan glanced at Finley and sneered before heading over to the elevator. He was going to the hospital to treat his injury before the date with Rose tonight.

At the time Rose had set, she arrived at the dinner location. Yet, the only one there was her husband.

After checking behind Jonathan, Rose asked, "Where are they?"

"Who?" Jonathan asked.

"Finley and Mr. Gibson."

Jonathan frowned.

"They're not here yet? I told them to meet us here at this time. Are they too busy with work to come?"

For some reason, Jonathan reminded Rose of a sly wolf.

"Let's wait for a while. Send them a reminder," Rose said.

Jonathan protested the idea of waiting. They weren't coming, so why wait? Still, he pretended to nod in agreement.

"We should wait for a bit."

After ten minutes, Jonathan became restless.

He took his phone out while saying, "I'll try to rush them."

First, he called Finley.

"Where are you? Rose is treating you to dinner. We're all here now, so where are you?"

In an office on the top floor of Finch Building, Finley eyed the stack of documents before him with a sorrowful expression.

He was a fighter from the Azure Clan. Even though he took on the role of an assistant once he came to Aquastead, all he did was pass documents around and deliver Jonathan's instructions to others.

He did not know how to go through documents. Yet, Jonathan thought so highly of him that the former entrusted him with all of the tasks that required brainwork.

Finley could still recall the way his colleagues looked at him as they left the office without having to work overtime. Their eyes conveyed their pity for him. They were certain he must have offended Jonathan. -Did he? Certainly not! Finley did not think he had offended Jonathan. The latter was simply a petty man who used work as an excuse to punish him.

"S-Sorry about that. Please tell Ms. Shaffer I have other plans tonight, so I won't be able to make it."

Jonathan put the call on speakerphone. Rose heard Finley loud and clear.

Since he could not make it tonight, Rose suggested, "In that case, let's do it another day-

Jonathan frowned. Even through the phone, Finley could sense his superior's displeasure.

Afraid that Jonathan would once again enact revenge similarly, Finley interrupted Rose, "You don't have to move it to another day, Ms. Shaffer. You've thanked me well enough. I really... don't have the time..." He had neither the time nor the guts!

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