Honey, You're a Billionaire?

A Battle of Wits

As Finley stared at the mountain of documents in front of him, he felt the urge to ram his head against the desk and end his life. All he could do now was hope that Jonathan would be merciful.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"Ms. Shaffer, truth be told, I only made it over there in time because of Mr. Finch and your husband... He was the one who told me to go over. He was the one who was most concerned about your safety. Knowing that Jonathan was listening. Finley did his best to placate the former. Rose looked at Jonathan. She could not hide how taken aback she was when she heard Finley's explanation. Jonathan was in a pretty good mood.

Seemingly demurring, he cleared his throat and said to Finley, "Since you're busy, we won't force you. You should go home and get some rest soon."

Finley felt like he had been given a second chance at life. He nearly fell on his knees in gratitude.

Once the call ended, the atmosphere became a little ambiguous. Jonathan had no qualms about looking straight at Rose, but the latter averted her eyes to avoid him.

"What about Mr. Gibson?" Rose asked as she looked away.

Jonathan did not even inform Zac about the dinner.

"I think... he's probably too busy to come."

Without them, it would just be him and Rose. A date without two tag-a-longs was a lot more enjoyable. Rose was speechless. Were they both too busy to come? Why was her husband giving her a strange feeling?

"I'll go out and take a look."

Ever since hearing what Finley said over the phone, Rose felt like she was going to suffocate under Jonathan's gaze. She came up with an excuse to head outside, and Jonathan did not stop her. Even if she took a look outside, Zac would not be coming, so Jonathan did not mind wasting a little more time. The thought of them sharing a candlelit dinner tonight made Jonathan's mood soar. Just then, a voice called out...

"You're here, Mr. Gibson."

Just from hearing Rose's voice, Jonathan could imagine the warm smile she had on her face. His smile froze.

Afraid of exposing his ruse, Jonathan swiftly got up. In his hurry, he knocked over one of the glasses on the table. He swiftly rushed out of the room and came up behind Rose.

Zac did not expect to run into Rose... and Jonathan at the restaurant. Why did Rose greet him in a way that sounded like she had expected him to come?

I thought you were too busy to come to dinner, Mr. Gibson. I'm glad you're here. Thank you for giving me a chance..."

In the past, Rose had a fairly poor impression of Zac. However, he did save her that night. Since he was

her savior, she no longer found him unlikable. Rose stepped aside and gestured for Zac to come with her.

Zac was utterly confused. What chance was she talking about?

Puzzled, Zac glanced at Rose before looking at Jonathan who was eyeing him darkly. The look in Jonathan's eyes seemed to be warning Zac to watch what he said. Zac did not know what to do.

How was he supposed to react? Since Rose was extending a warm welcome to him, he smiled faintly and headed toward the private room. But, as soon as he took a step, he caught Jonathan's murderous glare.

Zac was speechless. Was he not supposed to go in?

For a brief second, Zac's rebellious streak reigned supreme. If Jonathan did not want to let him in, he was going to be even more adamant about joining them for dinner.

After all, with Rose around, Jonathan would be forced to pretend to be as gentle as a lamb. Nevertheless, when Zac thought about the consequences..

No matter how bold he was, he dared not disturb Jonathan on a date.

"Ms. Shaffer... Zac began.

Even though he did not understand what Rose meant by him having given her a chance, he was shrewd enough to know that his wisest choice of action was to leave.

But before he could bid them goodbye, another voice rang out and drew everyone's attention.

"Rosie?"

The woman who called out sounded surprised. When Rose saw Anastasia, her smile froze.

She instinctively glanced at Jonathan, but he simply frowned as if he found it strange that Anastasia had

shown up.

"Zac, J, you two... What a coincidence. Are you here for dinner? You don't mind letting me join you, right?"

Anastasia was smiling expectantly as she took Rose's hand, but her eyes were on Jonathan. She did not hide the lovesick adoration in her gaze.

Anastasia had addressed Jonathan as J on purpose. She did not know what name Jonathan used with Rose, but she did not want Rose to figure out Jonathan's identity through his name.

Since Jonathan wanted to hide his identity, she was going to help him. Alas, no one answered her question. Feeling a little awkward, Anastasia looked at Rose.

"Rosie?"

Rose did know what she could say. How could she say no to the heiress of the Young family? Somehow, Rose found the courage to try and compete against Anastasia. She replied, "We don't mind, of course..."

If they were in for a battle of wits, so be it. Even Jonathan did not worry about letting the cat out of the bag, so what was there for her to be afraid of? "That's wonderful."

Anastasia happily tugged on Rose's hand and entered the private room. Jonathan's frown deepened.

Noticing his reaction, Zac said tentatively, "I'll... get going?"

Without him, the three of them would be left alone. It was no secret that Anastasia liked Jonathan. How could Jonathan accept sitting down to dinner with just the three of them? As soon as Zac finished speaking, Jonathan shot him an icy glare..

"Rose set this up to treat you to a meal. Are you not going to appreciate her gesture?" Jonathan marched

off.

Zac was speechless. That was not what Jonathan's gaze conveyed earlier. Zac cocked an eyebrow and smirked in amusement. The atmosphere in the private room was a little strange. Rose and Jonathan sat together while Anastasia sat across from him. She kept talking to him and addressing him affectionately as J. Still, Rose found it strange.

Anastasia did not seem at all startled to find that Rose and Jonathan were acquainted. It was as if she had known about it all along

"How are your injuries, J? I think you should've stayed in the hospital for a little longer. I can only rest easy knowing that there are doctors around to take good care of you." Anastasia looked deeply concerned. Rose instinctively recalled what she saw at the hospital the other

day. Disgruntled, she could not even taste the food she was eating any saw-

Rose looked at Jonathan. He had a grim expression as he ignored Anastasia. Still, she figured it was because he could not be all lovey-dovey with Anastasia when she was around. "J..." Anastasia called out again.

Rose wanted to roll her eyes. It was J this and J that. No matter what was going on between Anastasia and Jonathan, Rose was still his wife. She was not a pushover.

All of a sudden, she cut a piece of the steak in front of her and held it to Jonathan's mouth. 1

"Try this, hubby..."

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