Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 418 You Want To UseChapter 418 You Want To UseLeonard noticed that Jonathan was staring longingly at the dance floor, likely wishing that he was the one dancing with Rose. However, his suggestion only earned him a cold glance from Jonathan. "You seem to have a lot of free time, huh?" Jonathan said coolly.

Leonard was momentarily stunned and wondered if he should help Yvonne out of the dance. He usually prided himself on being Jonathan's best assistant, always understanding his intentions with just a glance. But when it cto matters involving Rose, he couldn't figure out what Jonathan was thinking.

He glanced helplessly at Finley, who looked both amused and sympathetic. Finley gestured for Leonard to keep his mouth shut, which he wisely did.

Meanwhile, Jonathan's focus never strayed from the captivating figure on the dance floor. Rose's enchanting smile seemed to have a magical quality, effortlessly transcending the distance between them and lighting up his own expression.

Outside the club, Miles sat in his car, having just finished a video conference. He rubbed his temples wearily and turned to look toward the club. His assistant was walking toward him.

"Where is Ms. Shaffer?" Miles asked, his tone softening at the thought of her.

Standing beside the car, his assistant reported, "Ms. Shaffer is dancing with Ms. Spencer, and she appears to be having a great time." Pleased to hear this, Miles nodded thoughtfully. Then, he continued, "What about Jonathan? Has he been pestering her?" "Mr. Finch is outside the dance floor, merely observing her from a distance. He hasn't approached her," the assistant explained.

This response took Miles by surprise. After all, earlier at the theater, Jonathan had displayed such evident possessiveness toward Rose. Afterward, he even took the trouble of changing the celebration venue and followed her here. Miles had assumed that Jonathan would relentlessly pursue Rose, but apparently, that was not the case.

"Mr. Miles, at this hour, Mrs. Yones is likely meeting with several partners of Young Group. This may be an opportune moment to visit her," the assistant suggested.

Chloe, also known as Mrs. Yones, had been fervently trying to secure alliances to gain control over the Young Group.

Although the Young family appeared calm on the surface, an undercurrent of conflict was steadily intensifying. Chloe was doing everything in her power to consolidate her hold, but the Young Group, as left by Oliver, would never be hers.

Miles opened his eyes, a rare glint of determination shining within them. He cast a glance toward the club and, after a contemplative pause, instructed his assistant, "Let's go." He decided to give Jonathan the chance to watch over Rose. Once he had dealt with everything that rightfully belonged to Rose, he would make his move.

Miles refocused his gaze, seemingly immersing himself in the upcoming battle.

In a spacious room inside the club, surveillance screens covered all four walls, displaying various locations within the building.

Jack sat lazily on a couch, his eyes fixed on one of the screens. His gaze was both fiery and covetous like a predator eyeing its prey and eager to devour it.

On-screen, Yvonne was dancing with the swoman who had joined Jonathan on stage at the theater earlier that day.

"Her nshould be... Rose..." Jack had heard from Yosef that Jonathan had met a woman in Aquastead, and though he was curious about the kind of woman who could capture Jonathan's interest, he hadn't expected to see her in person.

He studied Rose intently as she danced. Even in her simple attire, her exquisite figure, rosy lips, and sparkling eyes made her a rare beauty indeed.

Just then, the sudden sound of knocking interrupted Jack's thoughts, followed by a woman's domineering voice. "Why knock? Just open it! I know he's in there, but I'm not here for him!" The voice was haughty and displeased, and Jack recognized it immediately as Yara's.

"Move aside!" Yara snapped, snatching the key card from the manager.

The door beeped and swung open. Without sparing a glance at the people inside, she immediately started searching the electronic screens on the walls. "The person you're looking for is over there," Jack said suddenly, pointing to an inconspicuous spot in the lower right corner of the left wall.

Yara strode oyer in her high heels and spotted Jonathan standing by a railing, seemingly gazing at something with a hint of velamusement on his face. She wondered what he was looking at that made him so happy.

Following his gaze, she realized that whatever had his attention was off-screen. Yara gritted her teeth, then heard Jack's voice.

"There." She looked over to see Jack taking a sip from his glass, his gaze fixed on the electronic screen on the opposite wall, which showed the dance floor, where Rose was clearly visible.

Yara wondered if Jonathan was also watching Rose and if she was the reason behind his seemingly joyous expression.

The thought made her heart burn with jealousy. Suddenly, she turned her attention to Jack on the couch. Although Yara and Jack didn't interact much, they were indeed cousins. She knew enough about Jack to understand his true nature. While he presented a respectable front, he was notorious for his unsavory behavior.

If it weren't for Bella protecting his public image and the Maize family privately handling his escapades involving women, Jack would have likely beca source of disgrace for the Finch family long ago.

As Yara fixed her gaze on Jack, a wicked plan began to form in her mind. Meeting her gaze, Jack saw through her thoughts with a single glance.

"You want to use me?" Yara's face briefly stiffened at being called out so directly, but she quickly regained her composure and walked over to sit beside Jack.

She poured herself a glass of wine, her gaze following Jack's to the screen showing the dance floor.

"Use you? That sounds a bit too harsh, don't you think?" Yara said with a smile.

Jack downed his drink and chuckled. "No wonder Jonathan isn't interested in you." Yara's smile froze. Displeased, she turned to Jack. "Who says he isn't interested? Your parents wantto marry him, and I will eventually bechis bride!"

Jack chuckled softly. He was well aware of his parents' intentions and wasn't opposed td to them coming to fruition. However, this did not mean he liked his cousin.

Yara had initially planned to negotiate amicably with Jack, but she was no longer in the mood to play nice.

Rithe Nevertheless, she knew they still had to discuss the matter at hand.

"I know you've taken a liking to her," she began, referring to Rose. "She certainly has a charm that surpasses all those other women you've been with in the past." Unbeknownst to her, Jack's current target was actually Yvonne. As for Rose, he didn't want to risk his life meddling with Jonathan's woman.

Besides, even though Rose was just an adopted granddaughter of the Young family, her relationship with Miles seemed anything but ordinary.

Jack remained silent, so Yara continued, focusing on her own elet agenda, "This club may belong to the Finck family, but Jonathan is too preoccupied with the family's business empire to involve himself with it. In reality, this club is under your family's control." X