Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Jack... Rose paused at the door.

"What kind of flowers does Mr. Jack like?"

"Who knows? But someone like him would probably prefer something fiery and passionate, so I chose roses. Red roses."

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe he likes something fresh and elegant." The woman speaking stood among countless flowers and picked a white jasmine.

The other young ladies were carefully selecting their flowers, some even choosing and putting them back. They constantly reconsidered their choices as if the chosen flower held extraordinary significance. Rose seamlessly blended into the group picking flowers, and the conversation continued.

"I heard that Mr. Jack invited a few friends to tonight's gathering. I wonder who they'll be."

"Mr. Jack's friends are also elites. It'd be great to get to know them."

Tonight's gathering? Rose subconsciously tightened her grip on the flowers as she thought of Yvonne still lying in the hospital.

A plan to approach Jack started stirring in her mind. She needed to get close to Jack and find the opportunity to avenge Yvonne.

Rose had made up her mind, but where was the gathering taking place?

Suddenly, several phone notifications rang out. The ladies pulled out their phones, and upon reading the content, someone exclaimed, "At the villa in Royal Garden! The gathering tonight is at the Royal Garden villa!" Royal Garden was a high-end residential area in Regalia with each villa worth hundreds of millions. It was equipped with tight security so ordinary people couldn't get in.

"He's Mr. Jack indeed!" No one could doubt the Finch family's wealth.

The ladies finished selecting their flowers, paid, and left in anticipation. Rose waited until they got into their cars outside the shop before leaving.

Back at the hospital, Rose placed a bouquet of tulips in the vase and stayed by Yvonne until it was dark.

"Evan, I'm leaving Eve to you." Rose entrusted Yvonne to Evan.

The night in Regalia was extraordinarily lively. Rose took a cab to Royal Garden and coincidentally arrived just as the ladies from the dance troupe were entering the villa area. Cars passed through the gate one by one with staff verifying their identities.

When it was Rose's turn, she rolled down the window and told the verifier, "I'm with them, Mr. Jack's guest."

The staff only glanced at Rose and let her pass without further questions.

When Rose got out of the car, she wore a baseball cap and followed the ladies to a villa. The villa's exterior alone was majestic, and the ladies' exclamation could be heard from up in front.

Rose noticed a woman standing at the entrance. She was someone Rose could vaguely remember but couldn't place.

Each of the ladies handed the woman an invitation as they entered the villa, but Rose had no invitation. She couldn't enter through the main door.

To be safe, Rose slowed her pace and chose another path at a fork, but she memorized the villa's location.

She observed her surroundings. The villa had surveillance cameras around it, and Rose stared at the occasional flicker of their red lights. She could climb over the walls if there were no cameras, but what should she do now? She stared at the occasional flicker of red surveillance lights with a frown. But then, the red light flickered once more and stayed off for a long time.

"1, 2, 3..." Rose silently counted, but the red light remained off even when the numbers were coming to twenty.

Were the cameras off? The realization lit up Rose's eyes. A wall wouldn't stop her if there were no surveillance cameras.

Meanwhile, Jack was drinking with several men in a room inside the villa. A bodyguard entered, and Jack immediately looked over. "Are the cameras off?"

"Mr. Finch, all villa cameras are off," the bodyguard respectfully replied.

The other raised their glasses.

"That's more like it. With the cameras on, we can't relax and have fun. This is better!"

"Thank you, Mr. Finch."

"Mr. Finch has good taste. Those we've had before only had looks and bodies. I must enjoy your pleasures tonight."

The men

gathered were Jack's

regular companions in Regalia. Most

of them were rich kids from wealthy families in Regalia and were always looking for some fun and trouble.

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Jack enjoyed their compliments. Lounging lazily on the couch, he declared, "Everyone should have fun tonight. There's plenty of wine and beautiful women!" "Long live Mr. Finch!"

"Now that we have your words, we won't hold back."

"Shall we... stick to the rules?"

Everyone knew what the rules meant. Their eyes lit up with excitement as they eagerly waited for Jack's consent. Rose frowned slightly recalling Bella's warning.

He hesitated to go over the board, but he couldn't back down especially when seeing the expectant faces.

"Do it, of course. It's only fun that way!" he announced assertively.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

"Mr. Finch's the best!" Everyone cheered and drank more.

Jack's phone rang. He frowned upon seeing the caller ID. Though annoyed, he left the room to take the call. He closed the door and isolated himself from the room's noise. He answered, and Bella's voice came. "What are you up to? Why did it take so long to answer?"

Jack was annoyed by her control,

but he knew that she always

covered for him when things went wrong. Yosef was solely focused on the power of the Finch Group and didn't care.

He suppressed his irritation and replied, "What could I be doing? I was in the shower and couldn't answer."

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while. I just got word from your uncle. Jonathan is investigating Yvonne's fall from a few days ago, why is he interested in Yvonne?"

Bella couldn't understand. Jack's expression changed upon hearing the name "Yvonne".

"Didn't you have the traces cleaned up?" He thought of the connections between Jonathan, Rose, and Yvonne. Jonathan might be investigating Yvonne's fall for Rose.

If they discovered his involvement... Yvonne wasn't the one he feared. He dreaded Jonathan.

"I did, but you know Jonathan's capabilities. Even Yosef and Cyrus aren't his match!" Bella rebuked.

Jack's face grew darker. He hoped Jonathan found nothing but...

"Mom, how's Yvonne?" Jack asked.