Honey, You're a Billionaire?

How Do You Repay Me

Anastasia found it funny. She was the daughter of the Lane family in Regalia. Since that person disappeared, she was the only princess in the family.

This was the first time someone wanted to use money to buy her over.

"How much do you give?"

Maya looked her over. Although she wanted to bribe her with money, it hurt her heart to give too much.

"20 thousand. Just don't go in. If someone comes to ask you, just say that you also saw Kelly being pushed by that woman. It's just a matter of words, and you'll make 20 thousand." Anastasia listened silently without saying anything. Seeing that she didn't refuse, Maya naturally understood that she agreed. After all, who would refuse 20 thousand given for free? "This is for yo When you do what I just said, I'll naturally give you the money."

Maya wrote her a phone number. She was afraid that the other party would not do as agreed if she gave her money in advance. She then entered the police station. There was a hint of disdain in the smile on Anastasia's face. 20 thousand... that's a lot! However, she was also considering whether to do what the woman just suggested. After all, Rose seemed to not only know Miles deeply but also probably had a close relationship with Jonathan. She looked at Jonathan from a distance. Even from a long distance, she could see the anxiety and worry on his face. Who was Rose?

Suddenly, she thought of the word "wife" that she saw on Jonathan's phone that day. Her face. suddenly darkened and gradually turned pale. Was it her? She unconsciously clenched the phone number in her hand. In the police station, Jonathan and Miles both had gloomy expressions.

Since there was no surveillance in the washroom, everyone present accused Rose of pushing Kelly. The current situation was unfavorable to Rose. Ten minutes ago, the police received a call that Kelly had miscarried at the hospital. If pursued, Rose would at least face detention.

None of them believed that Rose pushed Kelly, but there was no evidence to prove her innocence. Suddenly, Miles thought of someone. "Anastasia!"

"She was in the toilet just now, maybe she saw it. He looked excited.

Jonathan frowned. When he rushed over just now, he only had eyes for Rose, so he didn't notice anyone else was there. If Anastasia was there, there would be witnesses. The two

looked at each other.

As members of the Young family, the relationship between Miles and Anastasia was only superficially harmonious. In recent years, the two had been in a competitive relationship due to their family business. However, Jonathan was different. Anastasia liked him, which was a secret known to the

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Even she made such a big fuss about getting divorced this time because she couldn't forget her old love for him. Miles looked deeply at Jonathan, his meaning was self-evident. Jonathan gritted his teeth as he took out his phone to call Anastasia. When the call was connected, he only asked for her location.

The next moment, he hung up the phone and walked out of the police station. In the night, seeing Jonathan approaching, Anastasia felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in her heart.. Rose was indeed extraordinary to him. She knew the reason why he was looking for her.

Sure enough, he walked up to her and asked, "You saw it, right?"

"Yes, I saw it."

She didn't hide it.

"Rose didn't push her," Jonathan said firmly.

Indeed not, but....

She met his gaze.

"Are you looking for me because you want me to testify? Are you begging me?"

Jonathan frowned. If she needed him to beg her to testify for Rose, he could do so. Just as he was about to speak, a hint of guilt flashed in Anastasia's eyes.

Before he spoke, she suddenly smiled and said, “Don't worry, I'll help her testify, but you owe me a favor. How are you going to repay me?"

She looked at him playfully and expectantly. At this moment, in the police station, Nixon arrived just in time when Rose came out of the interrogation room.

He was filled with anger as he rushed toward Rose, raising his hand to hit her. Rose reacted and tilted her head slightly, but his fingertips still messed up her hair. Just as he was about to raise his hand again, Miles stepped forward and grabbed his hand.

Nixon couldn't struggle, so he could only short at Rose, "Rose, you bitch! You murderer! I'll tear you apart!"