Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 432 She's Finally Awake Anastasia looked extremely sullen. She hated her past self the most back when she was constantly overlooked. Had it not been brought up, she would've forgotten it after all those years. To her dismay, sveterans in the company knew about Harriette. As the gossiping individuals dispersed, Anastasia naturally saw Miles and Jonathan. Since she had not been at the headquarters recently, she only heard about Jonathan's daily visit today. "Is it because of Rose?" she pondered. Soon, she confirmed her guess.

The only person other than Harriette who could bring those two men head-to-head was Rose. At the thought of her, she couldn't help but frown. She hadn't seen her in days! When Anastasia took a seat, she vaguely heard someone saying, "I can help you... the Youngs' inheritance." Jonathan finally broke the silence for the first tsince they arrived at this cafeteria. Miles lowered his head as though he didn't hear him.

Moments later, Jonathan restated, "What Chloe has as her bargaining chips is somewhat related to Finch Group. Just say the word, and I'll make sure she ends up with nothing." Although Chloe was absent during the meeting earlier, Jonathan could tell from the participants that they were there to confront Miles under her instructions.

"Being generous, aren't you?" Miles gradually lifted his head, his face displaying a faint smile.

When faced with Jonathan, one resembled the warm sun while the other resembled the winter. He knew fairly well that Jonathan had offered his help to exchange benefits. However...

"I won't tell you where Rosie is." Miles was calm. To him, confirming her safety to Jonathan that day was the best he could do.

Jonathan's smile froze. He was about to reach his limit after spending days following him around. Nonetheless, he had no choice but to endure his impatience, even if Miles refused to tell him. After that, the two stayed in silence.

Later, Anastasia watched as the two left. She reconfirmed her suspicion that Jonathan was looking for Rose and couldn't contain her jealousy. When he mentioned the "bargaining chip", it had gained her interest, unlike Miles. During this period, she had been consolidating support in secrecy. Yet, regardless of whether it was the Young Group subsidiary or partner companies, they favorably leaned toward Miles. Even Chloe had a better chance than she did.

If she were really pushed out of the game, she would be even less worthy of Jonathan. But if she could gain his support... Caught in a dilemma, she made a decision.

That night, Anastasia returned to Young Estate. She saw Miles entering the garage, with Jonathan's car parked outside their hfor a long tuntil midnight.

After Miles retired to his room, he didn't cout again. As such, Anastasia secretly probed a servant and found out he would stay in his room after he returned home.

That phenomenon lasted for a few consecutive days. Just as she thought it would be a fruitless night, he opened his door.

"Yeah. I'll be right there. Just... look out for them." With hurried steps, Miles headed out while wearing his jacket. Through the crack in the door, Anastasia watched him descending the stairs and unhesitantly followed suit. Meanwhile, at the hospital, the unconscious Yvonne finally woke up. She lay on the bed, her eyes staring emotionlessly at the ceiling.

In the ward, Evan and Rose held each of Yvonne's hands with anxious looks. Since she woke up, she had been silent even after the doctor's examination. Her eyes seemed dead and empty. Despite waking up, it felt like her mind and soul were still in deep slumber. "Yvonne?" Rose called out to her with a subdued volume, afraid to scare her.

No matter how many times Rose said her name, Yvonne stared fixedly at the ceiling without any reaction. Worry began to brew within Rose.

"Hey, Yvonne. Evan is here. He's call the way here just to see you. He's been staying by your side for the last few days. You don't have to be afraid..." Rose whispered.

She kept telling herself that Yvonne needed more time. Perhaps if she knew her family was here, she would finally cback to her senses. However, she remained the safter stime.

A strong wave of remorse and self-blslowly ate Rose alive. She thought that if she had been more cautious or had arrived at her rescue earlier, Yvonne wouldn't have turned out like this...

At that moment, Rose wished she was the one suffering instead of her best friend.

"I'm sorry, Yvonne. I'm sorry that I didn't protect you. It was all my fault... Yvonne, it's me, Rosie. Would you look at me, please?" Perhaps her grief and self-reproach were so strong that her breath felt irregular as she sniveled. Her tears filled the brims of her eyes and dripped onto the back of Yvonne's hand. "Ro... sie..." The voice, as faint as a mosquito's buzz, was hoarse from not speaking for so long.

Recognizing her voice, Rose instantly raised her head and met Yvonne's concerned eyes. "Yvonne..." Almost by instinct, Rose grabbed her hand tightly and could feel her friend reciprocating it. Rose placed Yvonne's hand on top of her palms. "Relax your hand, or it'll hurt." Although her hand was uninjured, a fall from such a height had fractured her limbs. The doctor said that even if her bones healed, it was uncertain whether her mobility would return to normal.

Yvonne listened to her advice and loosened her grip. She looked at Rose, and while her face was too bandaged to reveal her expression, her eyes finally showed semotions. "Don't... cry..." Her lips parted. "I don't want you to... It... isn't... your fault. Don't... feel bad..." Yvonne knew that person had targeted her and even used Rose as a pawn. She jumped off the building but didn't lose her life. If that person found out, would he cfor her? A seed of terror implanted within

her. She wanted to advise Rose to stay away from the Finches, but she knew her hot-tempered best friend would immediately seek them out once she found out who hurt her. As such, she swallowed her words and turned to Rose. "R-Rosie, I'd like a bouquet... of white tulips. Will you get them... for me?" Rose bit her lip and nodded. "Of course. I'll be right back!" When the door closed after Rose left, Evan held his sister's hand. "She's gone. What did you want to tell me?" Yvonne glanced at her brother, her eyes crinkled into a smile. "How... did... you... know?" "Where is she supposed to get

flowers this late at night? You wanted to get rid of her. She's usually smart, but she's too worried and remorseful to realize it tonight. I'm afraid that even if you'd asked for the moon, she'd steal it for you."

Yvonne knew that very well, which was all the more reason why shen Teason why shen couldn't put Rose in danger. "Evan, do you know about the Finches?" X RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.

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