Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Refusal

When Jamie heard that something was amiss inside, he immediately ran away. As soon as he got into his car, Finley blocked him, and he was quickly apprehended by the arriving police.

As one of the parties involved, Rose had to go to the police station to give a statement. Inside the police station, Jonathan leaned against the door with one hand in his pocket. He was waiting for Rose, who was currently being questioned.

"Mr. Fin

Connie was about to call Jonathan as he approached, but he glanced toward the interrogation room and hesitated.

Confirming that Rose wasn't out yet, he continued, "My wife doesn't like it when people call me 'Mr. Finch," so call me "Sir", especially in front of my wife. Remember that." Connie was briefly stunned, but he quickly corrected himself, "Understood, Sir"

Just as Kelly reached the entrance, she overheard Jonathan's words regarding his wife disliking people calling him "Mr. Finch".

She had originally intended to enter the police station, but she immediately halted in her tracks. She hadn't expected that Jonathan would intervene in this matter.

If he saw her, he would surely suspect that she was also involved in the scheme to frame Rose.

She covered her stomach, feigning weakness as she said, "Mom, I'm not feeling well. You go inside to handle Dad's matters."

Chelsea, aware that her daughter was pregnant, didn't say anything and went inside the police station alone.

After Rose came out, she encountered Jamie and Chelsea, who had completed their bail procedures. "You ungrateful daughter!"

Jamie was filled with anger and shame. He charged toward her, raising his hand to strike her. As Jonathan was about to step forward, Rose had already grabbed Jamie's wrist. "Ungrateful daughter?"

She found the accusation deeply ironic.

She stared into his eyes and questioned, "Do you still consider me your daughter?"

Leaving aside turning Celeste Jewels into an empty shell, even scheming with outsiders to harm her wasn't something a father should do.

However, when faced with her questioning, Jamie's eyes didn't portray any guilt. It was as if she had never been his daughter.

Rose, we'll see how this unfolds."

He suddenly withdrew his hand and smiled with a sense of self-satisfaction. In front of Rose, he never bothered to pretend.

Previously, he couldn't be bothered to act as a kind father, and now he didn't even attempt to feign friendliness.

Even if the incident of the fake jewelry was resolved, he didn't believe Rose could fill up the numerous holes he had left in Celeste Jewels.

As he was leaving, he fixed his eyes on her and said, "Your eyes... they're too much like hers."

After he left, Rose was still in a daze. Those words resonated with her even when she left the police station. Miles had mentioned that her eyes resembled Anastasia's, so Mr. Finch took her as her stand-in. Meanwhile, Jamie also said her eyes resembled hers which was referring to her mother, Celeste Young.

The look in his eyes made her feel that he harbored resentment toward her mother, enough to want to destroy Celeste Jewels and even drag her into its destruction.

Noticing her trembling, Jonathan cautiously reached out and held her hand. Her hand was unnervingly cold with sweat as if she was unconscious.

"I want to go somewhere," she suddenly said.

Jonathan hadn't finished speaking when she interrupted him, "I want to be alone."

He hadn't expected to be rejected. If it were someone else, he would have coldly scoffed and walked away without looking back.

Yet, even after Rose had gotten into a taxi, he remained standing in the same spot.

"Mr. Finch, Ms. Shaffer refused you... Are you heading to Zenwood Gardens or the hotel tonight?"

Finley, who had been waiting outside the police station, approached tentatively. Jonathan hadn't had a proper rest in two nights. As his most trusted bodyguard, he needed to consider his well-being. Jonathan gave him a faint, chilling glance, causing him to feel a slight tingle in his scalp.

"Who said she rejected me?"

Jonathan coldly chuckled. Then, he took the keys from Finley and got into his car. He sped off to catch up with the taxi, which was already moving away.

He had barely left when another car pulled up.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Miles, sitting inside the car, narrowed his eyes and instructed his driver, "Follow them."