Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 348

Rose instantly raised her guard. The moment she asked the question, she could see the disdain in Nixon's eyes.

Hatred radiated from his expression, and his lips morphed into a chilling smile. He replied, "I'm getting my revenge."

Revenge? She frowned. While they held grudges against each other, it had started with him. Despite this, she didn't think she could reason with him.

"How are you going to get your revenge? Kill me? Don't forget, if you kill me, you can't escape the legal consequences."

Was she afraid of death? Of course, she was. But she also wagered that someone like him feared death more.

Surprisingly, he smiled after hearing her words. "Kill you? How would I dare?" He still had not forgotten what he had to endure from Jonathan previously.

His gaze deepened as he recalled those events. "Rose, you are something. When did you seduce Uncle Jonathan? Let me guess …" He pretended to ponder. However, his memory flashed in his mind's eye like a movie.

He tried his best to think of how she got close to Jonathan, and all the answers seemed to point to that night. "That day at the Lane family's birthday banquet … You went to his room, didn't you?"

That night, Jonathan had said there was a stray cat when he was standing by the window. That stray cat must've been Rose!

"No, that's not it."

There was something else he didn't understand. On that night, she showed him a marriage certificate. He had someone investigate who she was married to, but all he got was a result saying "Unspecified" in the spouse column.

Someone capable of concealing their real identity wouldn't be some ordinary person. She must have already gotten involved with Jonathan before that.

He was curious. "How did you get close to Uncle Jonathan? You didn't know he was Mr. Finch at the beginning, did you?" He was only guessing. But after catching a glimpse of sadness in her eyes, he knew the answer.

"Ha! He did keep it from you! I knew it. The Finches aren't ordinary people. Uncle Jonathan wasn't easily attainable either. Why would he care about you? You're just a toy to him when he's bored in Aquastead. There's no way he was interested in you."

He wouldn't let her know about Jonathan's concern for her. He wanted to mentally destroy her. Admittedly, his words felt like a knife had stabbed Rose's heart. But she only felt like that for a moment.

She met his gaze, and her lips curled into a faint smile. "That's right. I'm just playing along. Nixon, we're adults. You don't think I would be devastated over this, would you?"

Impossible. Mr. Finch could not be just a handsome man to her. Her relaxed tone made him frown. This wasn't the reaction he expected. He wanted to see the hurt in her eyes from his words.

He stared at her. Her soft chuckle made it seem like the sorrow that flashed in her eyes a moment ago was just his imagination. Suddenly, he laughed. "I didn't expect you to be so heartless. So, you don't care about him at all, right?"

Care about Jonathan? There was no escape from the truth. She did care about him, and perhaps more than she should. But how could she show it in front of him?

The small smirk that had started forming in the corner of her mouth became more pronounced. "As you said, we are two different people from two different worlds. If he treats me like a plaything, why should I care about what he does?"

"I know. Why don't we play a game, Rose?" His cunning smile made her uneasy.

Her expression immediately turned serious. "What are you planning?"