Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 403 Jonathan Had No Limits with Rose Leonard stood prepared. He had anticipated Jonathan's imminent wrath.

Despite the bar's freezing air conditioning, he still felt clammy with sweat. After a moment of silence, Jonathan finally spoke.

"Prepare a mask for me. Everyone else, wear masks too!" His cold command cut through the air like a poisoned blade. His gaze remained fixed on a specific booth.

Leonard was speechless. He didn't immediately grasp the purpose of the masks. On the other hand, Finley understood. Jonathan was jealous.

As for what he intended to do, Finley had a vague idea. A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. Then, he urged a bewildered Leanord.

He said, "Masks! What are you waiting for? Go and get it." Leonard snapped out of his daze. He had to get the masks as soon as possible. There was no tto delay. Inside the lively bar, Rose was surrounded by various young men. Perhaps it was because she had a few drinks, she couldn't see a single face clearly. However, in her mind, Jonathan's face kept appearing.

As if to dispel this image, Rose drank one glass after another. At spoint, the young men around her began leaving one by one. Yvonne, who was also a bit tipsy, frowned.

She protested and said, "Hey, what's going on? Why is everyone leaving? My best friend hasn't had enough fun yet." She hadn't had enough fun either.

Except for their booth, almost all the young men in the bar had left. Rose and Yvonne exchanged glances.

Yet, within just two minutes of their departure, each person emerged wearing a mask. A variety of men wore a variety of masks. It was truly dazzling.

Yvonne couldn't look away. "So, there's something new after all." Today, she felt like she had experienced everything new in this world. But Rose felt an intangible sense of oppression wash over her. She tried to pinpoint its source, but each masked face appeared ordinary. Those who returned sat around Rose as before.

Jonathan quietly took the seat closest to Rose. Rose searched for the source of the pressure. When Rose locked eyes with the man, it unsettled Jonathan.

Suddenly, Jonathan grabbed her hand and placed it on his wrist. This move shocked Rose and the surrounding "colleagues", including Leonard and Finley, who were also wearing masks. Leonard was shocked. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He tried to remain composed but then glanced at Finley. He silently asked, "What's going on?" For Jonathan to wear a mask and personally intervene was already unimaginable. But this...

He had actively held a woman's hand and put her in such an intimate position. Besides, he could tell from Jonathan's gaze that he was enjoying the moment, almost seeking admiration. Finley thought, "Is this still his aloof Mr. Finch?" Finley dared not make a sound. He saw once again that Jonathan had no limits when it cto Rose. Worse yet...

"Do you like it?" Jonathan's voice lowered to a seductive whisper. His tone carried an intense allure. His gaze seemed to delve into Rose's thoughts.

This question jolted Rose awake, her body stiff with shock from his previous move. Instinctively, she tried to pull her hand back. However, Jonathan grasped her firmly. Rose couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried. Yvonne noticed the commotion from behind. She immediately stepped forward. "What are you doing? Let go of her! Let go, let go!" She brandished a bottle of liquor. She was ready to smash it over Jonathan's head.

Luckily, Finley stepped in to block her. While holding Yvonne back, Finley pleaded with his eyes at Jonathan.

If Jonathan continued to be so "audacious", things could get messy. Thankfully, after a brief standoff, Jonathan mercifully released Rose's hand.

The moment Rose regained her freedom, she quickly moved a step away. Finley also released Yvonne, but her anger was unabated.

She marched straight between Rose and Jonathan. She shielded Rose while glaring fiercely at the man before her.

With a stern warning, she said, "If Rose touches you willingly, it's fine. But if she doesn't want to, you can't force her to touch you! Try laying a hand on her again, and see what happens." Yvonne feared this man would try to take advantage of Rose again. She said, "Rose, let's leave him." With that, Yvonne stood up. She wobbled slightly and intended to drive him away.

Under the mask, Jonathan's expression darkened. Just then, Leonard, sharp-eyed and perceptive, stepped forward to defuse the situation. "Miss, let's him stay. He... also has it tough." The ruler of the Finch Group wore a mask while playing the role of a male model. Indeed, it wasn't an easy thing for him.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's give him a chance," Finley chimed in.

Yvonne frowned and said, "Give him a chance. He's been rude to guests..." "But he's good-looking..." Leonard added.

"How good-looking?" Yvonne asked.

"He's the best-looking in the entire bar," Finley exclaimed.

Yvonne squinted as she sized him up. Jonathan's face under the mask darkened, but he noticed Rose also scrutinizing him.

He straightened his posture as if proving a point. In this whole barche was the best-looking. Seeing that Rose and Yvonne still hadn't relented, Leonard interjected on Jonathan's behalf.

"His background is tragic. His whole family relies on him." The entire Finch Group relied on his decisions. Hence, it wasn't an untrue statement.