Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 422

"She went to the restroom?" Yvonne muttered and glanced around the room as if searching for the restroom's location.

Noticing her concern for Rose, Jack gestured for Yvonne to take a seat. "Ms. Spencer, please have a seat."

Yvonne took a moment to observe the man on the couch. He wore a black shirt and gold-rimmed glasses and appeared to be in his 20s. Despite his friendly smile, something about his gaze made her uncomfortable.

"Come. Sit down and have some coffee," Jack said, pouring her a cup. "While we wait for Ms. Shaffer, we can discuss the recommendation slot for the Sardovia Royal Dance Academy."

Yvonne hesitated before finally approaching, her unease lingering. Jack noticed how mentioning Rose seemed to ease Yvonne's tension and recognized the advantage it offered.

Once she took a seat, Jack engaged her in conversation. "Ms. Shaffer told me you're her best friend. Is that true?"

"Yes," Yvonne responded, feeling slightly on edge and deliberately choosing a seat as far from Jack as possible.

Although irritated, Jack maintained his calm demeanor, reminding himself there was ample time to bridge the gap between them.

He sipped his coffee and eyed the untouched cup in front of Yvonne. "Ms. Shaffer mentioned that this coffee is excellent. You should try it."

Yvonne glanced at the coffee table, noting an empty cup that had seemingly been used. Despite this, she remained wary.

With growing concern over Rose's continued absence, she suggested, "Perhaps I should check on her in the restroom? She's been gone a while, and I'm getting worried."

She knew she wouldn't feel at ease until she saw Rose with her own eyes.

Jack's hand momentarily tightened around his cup, but he swiftly regained his calm demeanor before leisurely taking a sip. "Of course, the restroom is over there," he said with a warm smile, gesturing toward its direction.

Feeling a surge of relief, Yvonne thanked him and quickly made her way to the restroom. As soon as she was out of sight, Jack's genial expression morphed into a chilling, predatory gaze, his eyes glinting with malice.

Arriving at the restroom door, Yvonne knocked, her unease intensifying at the lack of response. Overwhelmed by concern for Rose's well-being, she turned the doorknob, finding it unlocked.

Upon opening the door, she called out "Rose," only to be greeted by an unfamiliar figure—a slender woman with an unsettling smile.

Yvonne's immediate instinct was to search for Rose, but before she could grasp the situation, the woman pulled out something and sprayed it in her direction.

She instantly felt an overwhelming weakness spread through her body. Her legs gave out, but she managed to support herself against the doorframe, preventing her from collapsing to the floor.

"What... did you do to me? Where's Rose?" Yvonne demanded, her speech unaffected despite the weakness in her body as she held onto the doorframe for support.

The woman in the restroom scrutinized Yvonne, her eyes flashing with a hint of envy. She couldn't understand why Jack had chosen her even though there were so many dancers on stage who were more beautiful than Yvonne.

Receiving no response, Yvonne gritted her teeth and growled, "Where's Rose? What have you done to her?"

"Shouldn't you be more worried about yourself?"