Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Mrs. Finch

So, she sent a message asking him to come back just to repay him the money?

The neat stacks of cash in front of him meant she was resorting to getting cash because he had asked the bank to prevent her from transferring money to his account. Transporting this much cash back home would take time and effort. As Jonathan's gaze fell on the money -counting machine, he couldn't help but let out a self-mocking smile.

"Ms. Shaffer is considerate."

She had everything prepared for him, all just to distance herself from him as soon as possible. What kind of look and tone was this?

It was as if she was an irresponsible, unfaithful woman who wounded his heart. In reality, he already had a new "sugar mommy". His gaze made her inexplicably guilty. She instinctively averted her eyes and urged him, "You can start counting now."

"No need."

Jonathan withdrew his gaze coldly and continued, "I'll have someone take care of this money. As for our agreement, you should sign the divorce agreement, and I'll arrange the procedures." After speaking, he left with large strides. His departing figure seemed to be filled with countless emotions. As Rose watched it, her heart ached slightly.

She even wanted to call him back. However, the next moment, she tightened her fists as she remembered the photo. Not even ten minutes after Jonathan left, someone arrived at her door. Finley had just received a call from him, instructing him to come and collect the money. He didn't dare delay and rushed over. When he reached the building, he saw Jonathan smoking a cigarette. He hadn't smoked in years, and Finley could tell that the reason he was smoking was because of the fight between him and Rose.

However, when he knocked on the door, he was puzzled to see the piles of cash.

"Ms. Shaffer, what is this?"

Rose, aware that he was a friend of her star escort husband, said, "This is the money towe him. Please count it and collect it on his behalf,"

Finley thought back to Jonathan instructing him not to accept any money transferred from Rose's bank -account. He didn't expect that she had prepared cash instead.

No wonder Jonathan was displeased. He didn't count the money but just placed it into a bag. Before Jeaving, Rose had already prepared a divorce agreement.

She signed and handed it to Finley as she said, "Please deliver this to him."

The agreement was placed in a file folder. Finley couldn't help glancing at the divorce agreement. He was stunned for a moment.

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Rose waved her hand in front of his face. He finally snapped out of it. He looked at her in surprise before. he quickly left with the file folder. As he entered the elevator, he was still in shock. "So, it's not Ms. Shaffer but Mrs. Finch!"

He couldn't believe that Jonathan and Rose were married. When did this happen?

He tried to remember the first time he had seen Rose. It became clear that Jonathan had treated her

differently from the beginning. Could it be that they were already married back then?

Then, what was the meaning of this divorce agreement? He didn't have time to feel happy for Jonathan; instead, he let out a sigh. It seemed this was the real reason for Jonathan's anger. After leaving the building, he put the bag of cash into his car and approached Jonathan with the file folder.

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Finch, Mrs..."

He thought about calling her "Mrs. Finch", but she had just signed the divorce agreement, changing the address might be too late.

He quickly corrected himself, "Ms. Shaffer asked me to give this to you,"

Jonathan furrowed his brow as he glanced at the file folder. His eyes seemed to reveal a glimmer of hope. He reached out, took the file folder, and opened it.

When he saw the words "divorce agreement", his movements froze.

"Ha..." He felt a surge of frustration.

The fact that the divorce agreement was prepared so quickly was rather irritating. He forcefully stuffed the document back into the file folder and got into his car. Finley cautiously followed. Before starting the car, he looked at the bag of cash on the front passenger seat.

Then, he watched Jonathan through the rearview mirror and asked, "Mr. Finch, should I take you back to the hotel first and go to the bank with the cash?"

In the rearview mirror, Jonathan's brow furrowed as he replied coldly, "No need."

Finley shivered, wondering if he meant he shouldn't go back to the hotel or he shouldn't take the cash to the bank. He didn't dare to ask further.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

He was afraid of saying the wrong thing at this moment, as it might provoke him. He nervously drove the car back to the hotel.

When they arrived, Jonathan opened the front passenger door and picked up the cash. Then, he walked into the hotel himself. Finley was left in disbelief.

He hesitated for a moment before trying to reach for the bag of cash: However, Jonathan, seemingly out of stubbornness, gave him a stern look as he didn't let him touch the bag at all. Finley felt that he was acting strangely. As they went upstairs, he watched in astonishment as Jonathan meticulously arranged the pile of cash in the room.

He couldn't help but be amazed by the display.

"Mr. Finch... are you okay?"

He even contemplated reaching out to check if he had a fever but ultimately didn't dare. Just then, his phone rang. It was Zac who was calling. He picked up the call with a sense of relief. my calls?" Zac

"Finley, where's Mr. Finch? Why isn't he answering my calls? Is he too busy to even pick up my ca sounded quite frustrated.

After all, he had provided advice to Jonathan. He could be considered a marital strategist. Had Jonathan truly refused to take advice on how to win back his wife?

Finley glanced at Jonathan. He was understanding that Jonathan was not picking up calls. Jonathan was probably unwilling to answer anyone's calls right now. The only call he might accept was from Rose. Finley hesitated for a moment and suggested to Zac, "Mr. Gibson, why don't you come to the hotel?"

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