Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 350

Rose clenched her fists subconsciously. She suddenly realized that things were not as simple as she had thought. She stared intently at Nixon, but he only had a strange smile that was barely visible in the dim lighting.

"It's not what 'we' plan to do, it's what Kelly wants to do!"

From the moment Nixon decided to take revenge, Kelly had already been erased from his heart. He held onto her weaknesses, forcing her to submit beneath him. Watching her terrified demeanor, he felt nothing but disdain and satisfaction.

Kelly had asked him to kill Oliver. But he was no longer swayed by her acts. He had no intention of keeping any of her secrets.

Rose swallowed silently. "What is Kelly planning to do?" As she kept trying to guess, it slowly became clear to her.

Without hesitation, Nixon said, "I guess ... she is plotting to take Oliver's life. She'll try until she succeeds. It's probably for the money!"

The Young family was swimming in wealth.

"But even if she didn't do these things, she would've still gained a lot from the family with her status. Why ..."

Why would she be so intent on taking Grandpa's life? This question had been lingering in her mind ever since she suspected that Kelly was up to no good. Now she seemed closer to the answer.

Perhaps Kelly wanted to inherit everything that belonged to the Young family. Or, perhaps ... she was afraid! Afraid that, in the end, she would get nothing. As for the reasons behind it ...

Rose's gaze deepened as the sound of waves crashing filled the air. After a while, Rose snapped back to reality and turned to Nixon.

"Kelly doesn't love you. Is it worth doing all this for her? How about we discuss a business deal instead? You release Oliver, and I ..." Rose paused.

She knew Nixon harbored some hatred toward her. What she was about to say would only put her in an even more embarrassing situation. But, for Oliver's sake, Rose continued, "I'll do whatever you say!"

Do whatever he says? Nixon sized up Rose. Her hair was slightly tousled by the sea breeze, but it didn't make her seem disheveled in any way. In fact, she looked beautiful. With her determined gaze, she was simply stunning.

Nixon's heart skipped a beat. "We were once engaged and dated for so long. But the closest we ever got to intimacy was holding hands. Unfortunately ..." Nixon had never considered anything beyond that with Rose.

However, at this moment, he realized he hadn't dared to entertain such thoughts back then because Rose belonged to Jonathan. Even though he despised Jonathan, subconsciously, he didn't dare to covet his woman.

Realizing this, a thirst for revenge surged within him. Nixon observed Rose as he advanced toward her slowly, his gaze unabashed. "You'll do whatever I say? Sure. But remember, those were your own words. Don't go breaking promises you've made."

He had once considered blowing up this ship in front of Jonathan, leaving him helpless. But now, what if he gave Jonathan a surprise before that …

Thinking of the humiliation he endured that day being ridiculed in public, Nixon's eyes turned increasingly manic. Ashe reached out for Rose, he grabbed her wrist tightly.

How could Rose not understand his intentions? Disgust filled her. But at that moment, she had to suppress her disgust and hold up her end of the bargain.

"Release them first!" Rose glanced around at the water surrounding them. "Send them back."

"Send them back? That's not an option!"