Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 438 You're Nothing Like Her "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 cto 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 sscrutinizing, 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..." For someone with an erratic temperament like Jack, taking something without his permission had crossed his line. His gaze seemed brutal. "Who allowed you to steal my stuff?" It was only then the woman realized he was genuinely angry. All for that necklace? As Jack dressed himself and kept the necklace in his pocket, she finally recognized where the necklace cfrom-Yvonne wore it at the celebration party! Was he still into her? "Mr. Finch..." She meekly embraced him from behind, pressing her chest against his back. "Have you had fun lately?" Since the celebration party, Jack kept his word and got her into the dance troupe. Through her arrangements, he got to have fun with a few other beauties from the a dance troupe. She truly thought he had moved on from Yvonne "Not quite." He sighed when thinking of Yvonne's figure. What a shthat he couldn't have a piece of her. Since Miles took her away, he had not heard about her or known whether she was alive. "Mr. Finch, I've mastered the lead dancer's choreography from our final act performance that day. Would you like to see it?" The lead dancer was none other than Yvonne. As such, he easily saw through her intention.

Jack pried open the arms around his body and distanced himself from her. Scrutinizing her from head to toe, he revealed a mocking smile. "You're nothing like her!" Her expression stiffened. "Mr. Finch..." "It's my uncle's birthday today. Goodbye!" Without any hesitation, Jack nonchalantly left the mansion.

As the former ruler of Finch Group, many elites in Regalia would show up for Cyrus birthday every year. Since he handed over the position to his son, he had been inactive in the business world. Instead, he immersed himself in painting, as evidenced by the the spent in ve his art studio.

He knew his birthday this year would attract fewer guests than before, so he didn't want to celebrate it. However, he couldn't help it because someone had prepared a surprise for him.

At an art gallery under Finch Group, a few exquisitely dressed noblewomen sat in a private lounge and enjoyed their tea.

"You're so sweet to your husband, Mrs. Finch. I can't believe you organized this art exhibition on your own."

"Isn't that right? She's so thoughtful about everything. I never knew Mr. Finch liked painting Perhaps m because of your love for art, he beca painter too, Mrs. Finch." "What a mutual love. You two are the model couple of Regalia!"

The noblewomen chattered with praises, while Lizzie sat in the most prominent seat. She was dressed in luxury from head to toe, looking toto exquisite yet professional. "You guys got it wrong. It's because Cyrus stepped down from the company and had too much ton his hands that he started painting. He's far from a painter. "Of course saw that he's been spending too much tin his art stuand wanted him to get sfresh air, which is why we have this exhibition here. It's all for fun but I didn't expect the turnout."

Lizzie was full of smiles, but she was displeased with the phrase "because of your love for art". Indeed, Cyrus! started painting out of love for someone, but it wasn't the Mrs. Finch of now. "Anyway, just enjoy the paintings and don't overspend, alright?" Lizzie smiled warmly. Everyone there knew what she meant by that. Seated on the side the entire time, Bella couldn't help but scoff at her. Was Cyrus' family in dire need of money? X