Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 438

"The Maizes? The family of Ms. Yara? The way Miles brought it up sounds like they…" Rose dismissed her thought.

"Rosie, he—"

"Miles, is there a way I can get close to the Finches?" She cut him off, and her eagerness prompted a quick reply from him.

"Tomorrow is Jonathan's father's birthday. I'm sure all the Finches will show up for the occasion."

Other than Jonathan and Ezra, that was… Cyrus was never close with his sons. Jonathan had not attended his birthdays previously, thus this year wouldn't be an exception.

"We'll go together tomorrow." Without Jonathan's presence, Miles had more reasons to tag along and protect Rose.

The next morning, Yvonne was still asleep when Rose left the hospital. When she woke up, she only saw Evan in the room. Noticing Rose's absence, she spoke with difficulty. "Where's Rosie?"

"She was watching you the whole night and only left after I came to take over this morning. Don't worry, Eve. I saw her heading into her room."

When he recalled how exhausted Rose was that morning, he couldn't help but feel pity for her. However, that feeling was soon replaced with bitterness. He had long lost the right to care for her that way.

"She's resting? That's good." Yvonne seemed relieved. Then, she suddenly thought of something. "Evan, have you seen my necklace?"

"What necklace?" he asked. Her belongings were all placed into a bag, which had been handed to her family since her operation concluded. Evan didn't recall seeing any necklaces.

A glint of disappointment flashed across Yvonne's eyes. What a shame! That necklace was a gift from Rose. They shared a twin pair, but she had now lost hers.

Meanwhile, inside a mansion, a woman stood in front of the mirror in her usual bodycon dress that wrapped tightly around her body.

Her curves and glamorous makeup reflected in the mirror as she tried on a necklace. After some scrutinizing, she pouted.

"It is nice, but…" It wasn't compatible with her style. Still, she appreciated it because it was a gift from Jack. "I'll just change the dress and put on lighter makeup!"

The woman willingly removed all her accessories except the necklace and chose a set that complemented the gift.

Just as she removed her earrings, she heard the man coming out of the bathroom and walked up to him. Planting a kiss, she said endearingly, "Thank you for the gift, Mr. Finch. I love it."

The two had shared an intimate night. At that moment, Jack was only adorned with a towel. "Gift?" What gift?

The woman toyed with the necklace on her chest. "Who's the designer behind this, Mr. Finch? Since you're so nice to me, I'd like to show you my appreciation."

She pressed her body against him with a flirty gaze and was bold enough to hold his neck as an invitation.

However, Jack had no intention to get entangled with her. He glanced at her necklace and instantly shifted in emotions.

"This isn't a gift for you!" Without a hint of empathy, he started yanking the necklace off her neck.

"Ouch!" she screamed in pain without forgetting to get his sympathy. "It hurts, Mr. Finch…"