Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 610

That strange feeling in the air today hadn't faded since it began. Rose had the strange urge to find out where it came from. What would the result be?

She ignored Henrietta's frantic cries. Her gaze slid past her and fell on Carl. She asked once more, "What do you intend to do?"

"What do I intend to do?" Carl sneered and continued, "The Finches sent me here to a psychiatric facility."

He then chuckled. "Do I look insane to you?"

Rose was speechless.

Yes, very much so.

Carl's heart was filled with genuine hatred. Being sent to the psychiatric facility was Ezra's doing. Ezra clearly wanted him to experience what his mother, Nancy, had suffered back then.

During his time here, they injected him with drugs. He knew exactly what those drugs were doing to his body. It was the knowledge that filled him with terror. This was exactly what Ezra wanted. He even felt that he was mentally ill now.

Hatred flared in his eyes. "No, I'm not sick. I don't have a mental illness! I don't have a mental illness! What do you think I intend to do after everything the Finches have done to me?"

Carl then squinted at the doctors and nurses behind Rose. He shouted, "You—all of you, get out! Leave now!"

The people behind Rose frowned but didn't move.

Carl's expression grew vicious. Out of nowhere, he pulled out a syringe. The sharp needle went straight for Henrietta's eye.

Henrietta screamed, terrified. Rose was shocked as well.

Fortunately, the needle stopped halfway toward her eye. However, Rose understood what he meant by this action. He was telling everyone that if they didn't follow his demands, he would do something crazy and hurt someone.

Henrietta stared at the syringe which was filled with some kind of drug. Although it was all an act, a trace of real fear surfaced in her eyes. "Rose… I…"

She didn't tell Rose to leave again. Instead, she looked at Rose. Her eyes were filled with unmistakable fear.

However, the doctors and nurses behind Rose still didn't react. She glanced back, surprised. They were too calm.

"Please leave," requested Rose. They only seemed to react once she spoke. After a brief exchange of glances, one of them nodded, and the doctors and nurses finally exited the warehouse.

Henrietta and Carl watched this with a flicker of surprise, but their thoughts quickly shifted to excitement as they focused on Rose, now alone across from them.

She was here, alone. It was as if a lamb had walked straight into the lion's den. Taking her life would be easy.

Besides, her death would be caused by a "mental patient". There was nothing to be said about it even if anyone wanted to.

As for this "mental patient," Carl was nothing but a pawn. For the sake of Lizzie's wishes, he should accept his fate as a disposable piece.

As Henrietta thought of that, she couldn't help but say, "Rose…"

Her body trembled, and her voice quivered. However, she was secretly overjoyed.

"Henrietta, don't worry. He wouldn't dare hurt you," Rose reassured her.

Carl laughed. "Ms. Shaffer. No, that's not right. You're married to Jonathan now. I should call you Mrs. Finch.

"If you don't want me to hurt her, why don't you come over while she leaves?"

"No, Rose! Don't do it…"

Henrietta still played the role of someone unwilling to let Rose fall into danger. Rose frowned. It was clear now—Carl's target had been her all along.

After a moment's contemplation, Rose didn't hesitate. "Fine."