Honey, You're a Billionaire?

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As Rose changed her clothes and stepped out, she was startled by the somber expression on her star escort husband's face.

"What's wrong?"

He was fine just moments ago. Was it her imagination, or did she detect a hint of jealousy in his tone?

Jonathan fixed his gaze on her and asked, "Who is the person you want to invite?"

"Oh, I forgot to mention. It's Mr. Young from the Youngs in Regalia. I'll introduce you two later; he's also

eager to meet you."

Jonathan's face seemed to darken even further. The additional group of people who applied for jobs at Celeste Jewels was probably Miles's doing. He had clearly warned him to keep his distance from her.

He stared at Rose in silence for a moment before he suddenly smiled, "Since he helped you so much, I should express my gratitude to him as well."

Rose was somewhat puzzled. However, she didn't dwell on it and checked the time; it had been almost ten minutes since Miles said he would arrive.

She adjusted the dishes on the table, not noticing her star escort husband sending a message to someone. His eyes had a cunning glint as he sent a command to Finley's phone.

Within seconds, the order was relayed to the bodyguards near Zenwood Gardens. Miles was driving alone, heading toward Zenwood Gardens.

He glanced at the roses and gift box on the passenger seat which he had prepared for Rose.

He didn't intend to interfere in their marriage, but if he didn't apply some pressure and hinted at her husband, he might refuse his request to confront Jonathan.

To deal with Jonathan, he needed to employ some tactics. He raised an eyebrow and suddenly noticed a car approaching from the left, while another was closely tailing him from the right.

He immediately became alert and glanced at the rearview mirror. Behind his car, three cars were seemingly surrounding him.

His car was now trapped between several vehicles. If he stopped, it would undoubtedly result in an. accident. Hence, he continued driving forward, brushing past Zenwood Gardens.

Upstairs, Rose had been waiting for more than ten minutes, but Miles still hadn't arrived. She decided to call and check on his situation.

Jonathan sat nearby, appearing innocent and unaffected as he watched her intently. After the phone rang for quite some time, Miles eventually answered the call.

"Mr. Young, is everything alright?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.

"Ms. Shaffer, I may be delayed for a while," Miles replied.

He glanced at the cars surrounding him. At this point, he was getting further and further away from

Zenwood Gardens. The call was then disconnected.

Jonathan showed concern as well as he asked, "Has anything happened to Mr. Young?"

Rose assured him, "It's alright. He's just going to be delayed for a while."

"Alright, it's not a problem. He helped you so much, so waiting a little longer is only fair," he said with a sincere expression.

Another ten minutes passed, and Miles had yet to arrive. Rose decided to call him once again.

"I'm almost there, Ms. Shaffer. Please wait a little longer," Miles replied.

By now, he had realized that those cars blocking him were trying to keep him away from Zenwood Gardens. The only one capable of orchestrating this was Jonathan. After ending the call with Rose, he dialed Jonathan's number. On the balcony, Jonathan was enjoying the breeze while waiting for him. He answered the call without hesitation. "Jonathan, order your people to withdraw immediately! Miles muttered through clenched teeth.

The wind brushed against Jonathan's face, making him feel extraordinarily comfortable. He didn't respond verbally, but his intent was clear. There was no way for him to withdraw. He would only withdraw if Miles decided to back down

"How did you find out?" Miles suddenly asked.

He still couldn't figure out how Jonathan had discovered his appointment. Only he, Rose and his assistant knew about it. His assistant was his confidant and wouldn't leak the information to Jonathan. Jonathan grinned and provocatively uttered, "Guess."

Sensing someone approaching from behind, Jonathan promptly ended the call. He turned around to see Rose, who was walking toward him with a worried expression.

"Hasn't Mr. Young arrived yet? He helped us a lot, and if something happened on the way...

Jonathan looked genuinely kind as he continued, "Let's just go and meet him."

Despite his words, he had no intention of actually going to meet Miles. He had not yet earned his attention. As expected, just as he suggested going to meet him, Rose's phone rang. It was Miles.