Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153 Nice To Meet You, Mr. Finch 

The hand immediately covered Rose’s mouth, stifling her scream. She caught a whiff of strong alcohol and heard a man’s voice close to her ear. 

In a low, deliberate tone, Jonathan spoke, “Keep quiet. If someone sees us together, it’ll make headlines tomorrow. That’d be interesting.” 

Somehow, he wished that someone would take photos of them, but he had to stay patient when he recalled Rose’s disgust for “Mr. Finch“. 

Tonight, he intended to spend quality time with Rose, hoping to change her opinion of him. 

Rose calmed down after hearing his warning. The man’s alcohol scent reminded her of the Lane residence and “Mr. Finch.” 

“W–Who are you?” she cautiously probed. “Y–You won’t hurt me, will you?” 

Jonathan did not answer. 

She gulped and reasoned, “C–Calm down. We’re on the Young Family’s property. If you hurt me, they won’t let it slide.” 

Jonathan chuckled and let go of her. 

“Don’t worry. I could never bring myself to harm you.” 

After Rose was freed, she took a few steps forward and spun around to stare warily at the man under the wall of flowers. 

She could make out the mask even in the dark, and she was immediately reminded of 

someone. 

“M–Mr. Finch?” 

The thought made her curse in silence. Fuck! Was he here? She had nearly forgotten about him. If she had known he’d be present, she might have skipped the event altogether. 

Swallowing hard, she asked with anticipation, “You’re not Mr. Finch, are you?” 

Staring intently, she hoped he’d deny it, saying, “No, I’m not. How could I be him?” 

But to her disappointment, he confirmed, “Yes, I am.” 

Her expression froze. 

He stared at her in amusement and remarked, “You seemed to be hoping I wasn’t Mr. Finch.” 

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She snapped back to reality and hurriedly explained with awkward chuckles, “No, that’s not the case! Nice to meet you, Mr. Finch. It’s my honor… Hahaha…” 

Why did she have to run into him? What rotten luck. 

“Um, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave,” she said and made a move in the direction she came from. 

In the darkness, he suddenly asked, “Have you made progress in investigating your mother’s death?” 

She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around. 

“What did you just say?” 

“That night at the Lane residence, you mentioned that you’d do anything to uncover the truth about your mother’s death,” Jonathan recalled. 

After a pause, he continued, “With the resources at the Finch Family’s disposal, it’s not hard to find out the truth behind a car crash, even if it happened years ago.” 

Rose was taken aback. She understood what he was implying. Perhaps enlisting the Finch Family’s help in investigating her mom’s car crash would be a wise choice. 

However, she knew Jonathan’s help came with conditions. She remembered his previous proposition, where he had asked if she’d be willing to become his woman. 

After a moment of thought, she inhaled deeply and asked, “So, what do you want in 

return?” 

Jonathan knew what she meant. All he wanted was a chance, but he couldn’t express it outright for fear of alarming her. Instead, he frowned and gestured for her to sit beside him on a nearby bench. 

He said, “Take a seat and keep me company for a while. I need time to consider what I want from you.” 

She bit her lips. Even in the dark, he was intimidating. 

“Are you scared?” he wondered, turning around to glance at her when she didn’t budge.