Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 142
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Chapter 142 Meeting Mr. Young Senlor
After Jonathan had finished instructing Finley, he was back smiling when he walked towards Rose.
“Let’s go and get
r Mom some flowers.”
Jonathan took Rose’s hand in his. She was stunned. Our Mom?
“That’s my Mom!” Rose corrected him seriously.
Jonathan did not take her seriously but only smiled.
“Yes, it’s your Mom
Wouldn’t her mother also be his mother? So he wasn’t wrong in addressing her as ‘our Mom‘!
The two of them arrived at the cemetery. Jonathan placed the bouquet in front of the gravestone. There was a beautiful lady in the picture of the gravestone. Rose had the same eyes as her.
To be more exact, besides Rose’s, he had seen many others with the same eyes as the lady in the photo. But Jonathan did not overthink about it.
Both of them stayed at the graveyard for a long time. They only returned to the city in the evening. Once Jonathan had sent Rose back to Zenwood Gardens, he received a call from Finley.
“I’ve invited him over, Mr. Finch.”
Jonathan hummed a reply and cut the call. He then found a random excuse to leave the house. A while
after Jonathan had left, Rose too, went out.
Her mind was still filled with memories of her mother. Suddenly, she felt like going to the places where she had always gone with her mother.
Her mother spent most of her time in the company when she was still alive. Rose called for a cab and headed to somewhere near the Century Tower.
She did not go up the building but instead walked aimlessly on the streets. There were many people on the streets as it was still early. She couldn’t help but walk into a cake shop when she saw one.
“Hello miss, are you looking to get a birthday cake? We have the last one left.”
The shopkeeper was warm and attentive. Rose was stunned.
Before she could even speak, an elderly voice spoke, “Excuse me, are there any birthday cakes left?”
Rose and the shopkeeper turned toward the voice.
it was an elderly man with a walking stick. He was wearing a gray cardigan and a white cap. He looked around the age of 70 with his slightly hunched back.
“Hello sir, we only have one birthday cake left in the shop.” The shopkeeper looked at Rose. “But I’m not sure if this lady here…”
The elderly man turned to look at Rose as well. Upon seeing Rose, he was stunned.
“I don’t need it. You can have it, sir.”
Rose smiled and nodded at the elderly man. She then walked out of the cake shop. The elderly man was
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in a daze watching her back.
“Sir?”
It was the shopkeeper’s voice that pulled Oliver Young back from his reverie.
“Do you still need the cake?”
“Yes please, thank you.”
Oliver paid for the cake and took it over. He couldn’t help but look toward the direction where Rose had
left.
Rose sat on a bench at a nearby park. She was reminiscing about her mother with her eyes closed. Suddenly, a voice rang out.
“Missy…”
Rose opened her eyes. She could immediately recognize the elderly man in front of him.
“It’s you. Hello, sir.”
Rose stood up. Oliver looked at the bench.
“Do you mind if I sit beside you?”
Rose was stunned.
She quickly replied, “I don’t mind it. Please have a seat, sir.”
Oliver sat down on the bench. He saw that Rose was still standing and waved a hand at her.
“Come sit with me.”
Rose sat down beside him. Oliver placed the cake between the both of them. He thanked Rose as he unboxed the cake.
“Thank you for letting me have the cake. Is today your birthday as well?”
The old man was exceptionally friendly. Rose naturally developed a liking for him in her heart.
“It’s not my birthday today. So this cake should’ve been yours anyway. Happy birthday!”
Oliver looked at Rose and smiled.
“It’s also not my birthday today.”
Rose was speechless. It’s not his birthday, but he still went to buy a birthday cake?
Today’s my daughter’s birthday.”
Oliver continued, “My daughter is not with me. I wanted to celebrate with her but I couldn’t find her. That’s
why I can only buy a cake and pretend that I’m celebrating with her now.”
Oliver’s tone sounded bitter. Rose couldn’t help but comfort him.
“If your daughter knew you missed her so much, she would come and visit you, sir.”
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