Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 461 Meeting Acquaintances Rose guided the woman out of the room and into the corridor. As they passed by the other rooms, faint sounds emanated from within.

The two exchanged glances, fully aware of what was likely happening behind those closed doors. Rose hesitated momentarily, and the woman noticed.

"Are you going to save them?" the woman asked tentatively.

She had cto realize that tonight's gathering was merely a gorchestrated by Jack. The other women, probably unaware of the true nature of their drinking partners, might be in danger. Rose remained silent, pondering the situation. The woman bit her lip, understanding the gravity of their circumstances.

"If you try to help them, we might not make it out of this villa alive," she cautioned, fully aware of the potential consequences.

"Don't worry," Rose reassured, patting the woman's shoulder as they made their way downstairs.

Luckily, due to Jack's strict instructions to not be disturbed, the entire first floor was devoid of staff. The two made their way through the empty hallways and out of the main hall without any obstacles. However, instead of leaving through the main gate, they headed toward the spot where Rose had initially entered the villa by scaling the wall. Rose helped the woman climb over the wall before following her.

Under the enchanting night sky of the garden, Rose took one last look at the villa before taking out her phone and dialing the number for the police station.

"The police will be here soon. I hope your friends haven't suffered too much harm," she whispered, knowing that she had done all she could.

Now that they were out of the villa, the woman noticeably relaxed. However, a sudden realization struck her, filling her eyes with a mixture of fear and apprehension.

She blurted, "What if Mr. Finch manages to get the police under his thumb? After all, he has the Finch Group backing him, and when he wakes up, he will certainly seek revenge on us!" She looked at Rose, her expression growing increasingly anxious. Jack might not have clearly seen Rose in the dark room, and it seemed she had been careful not to reveal her identity. However, if Jack decided to investigate, there was a chance he could uncover who Rose was.

The woman felt vulnerable, knowing that Jack knew her identity and could potentially retaliate against her and even the entire dance troupe.

Her eyes brimmed with unease. Suddenly, she grasped Rose's hand and spoke earnestly. "Don't worry. If Mr. Finch finds me, I won't tell him who you are. I promise!" Although she didn't know if Jack would ultimately discover Rose's identity, she could guarantee that the information wouldn't cfrom her.

The sincerity in the woman's voice was palpable, and Rose could feel her earnestness. As they made their way further away from the villa, Rose pondered the potential fallout of her actions. She knew what she did to Jack would undoubtedly provoke his wrath.

If Jack couldn't find her, he might direct his anger toward the other women in the dance troupe. Even if Jack himself were incapacitated, those backing him wouldn't hesitate to seek retribution.

Looking across Regalia, the Young Group was the only entity that could stand up to the Finch Group. However, with Oliver's recent passing, the Young Group was now embroiled in a power struggle.

Miles had been working late into the night daily dealing with the Young Group's issues, and Rose didn't want to burden him further.

For now, there was one more person she could think of-Jonathan. However, Ezra was still unconscious at the hospital, and he was already quite overwhelmed. Rose reckoned that adding this matter to the mix would only complicate things further.

"Aside from Miles and Jonathan, who else could suppress Jack and the people behind him to protect this group of women?" She furrowed her brow in deep contemplation.

As they walked along the road in the villa district, Rose was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't notice a car speeding toward them.

The piercing sound of screeching tires filled the air as a blinding light flooded their vision. Startled, Rose and the woman fell to the ground, but thankfully, the oncoming car cto a halt.

Inside the car, Clover frowned, relieved that they had narrowly avoided a collision.

Not wanting to get out and check on the fallen pair himself, he instructed Emily, who was in the passenger seat, are, tasee if they're hurt. If they take them to the hospital and give them smoney. If they're not give them smoney anyway." Emily rolled her eyes at her boss, who had a tendency to solve problems with money. Nevertheless, she was genuinely concerned about the two individuals who were nearly hit by the car. She quickly got out and approached them. She began, "Are you two... Rose?" Before Emily could finish her sentence, Rose lifted her head, revealing her face. When Emily recognized Rose, she exclaimed, "Rose! What are you doing here? Are you hurt?" Seeing Rose trying to stand up, Emily quickly stepped forward to help her, carefully checking her over to ensure she wasn't hurt.

"Emily?" Rose said, surprised to see her there. Noticing Emily's concern, Rose quickly reassured her, "I'm fine. I just fell, but I'm not hurt. See?" She extended her arms as if to prove her claim.

Emily let out a sigh of relief. "Good, good. As long as you're okay. You scared me." Meanwhile, the person in the car was growing impatient. Clover eyed the scene outside, seeing only a silhouette from his angle. Emily was holding the person's hand, smiling as if reuniting with an old friend.

Knowing Emily had grown up abroad and had never been to Regalia, he om was puzzled by her familiarity with this person Thinking the matter could simply be resolved with smoney, he frowned. After mentally counting to three, Emily was still holding the person's hand. Unable to wait any longer, Clover honked the horn.

The horn made Emily frown as she glanced at the visibly annoyed person in the car. Rose followed her gaze and turned around. When Rose's face appeared in Clover's line of sight, the hand that was about to honk the horn again suddenly froze. Stunned for a moment, he finally realized what was happening. He hastily unbuckled his seatbelt, exited the car, and rushed to Rose's side. He grasped Rose's hand and anxiously examined her, but he couldn't find any visible injuries. Looking into Rose's eyes, he asked with concern, "Are you hurt anywhere? Are you in any pain? Con, let's get you to the hospital for a check-up." As he spoke, he started guiding Rose toward the car. "You must have been frightened. We can't be careless about that fall. We need to check thoroughly for any internal injuries," Clover insisted, pulling Rose along.

Clover's frantic concern was a stark contrast to the impatient person he

had been just moments earlier in the luxury car. Rose tried to reassuren him, "Clover, I'm really fine. I didn't even get a scratch. You didn't hit me, and I wasn't scared." Clover retorted, "If you weren't scared, how did you end up falling?" Rose found herself at a loss for words, but she was certain she wasn't hurt. After pondering for a moment, she decided to redirect Clover's attention.

"Clover, why are you in Regalia? How did you end up here?" She knew his family's business was based overseas, and the last tshe saw him in Aquastead, it was for work. As expected, her question successfully made Clover pause.