Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Rose had visited Jonathan's room once before.

The room had a cool tone palette, giving off an oppressive atmosphere. She could almost feel what Jonathan's mood must have been like when he lived here-he had been holding back his true self.

"I want to make some changes here," Rose said.

Eleanor paused for a moment and then replied, "Alright, you can make any changes you want. I'll assign someone to assist you. Whatever you need done, just instruct her to do it."

The next day, Eleanor brought someone over.

"Mrs. Finch, my name is Yvette Zimmerman. If there's anything you need in the future, you can ask me to handle it."

Rose was busy jotting down notes and sketches on a piece of paper.

When she looked up, she saw Yvette. She was a young girl with bright, pure- looking eyes. She was in her 20s and appeared very sweet and well-behaved.

Rose chose not to speak and simply offered a polite smile.

Yvette was very quiet, yet she was efficient in getting things done.

When Rose began the renovations in the room, Ezra returned to Finch Manor. When he watched Rose busy herself with work, he knew that she was more concerned about Jonathan's current situation than anyone else.

"Rose, my brother..."

Ezra was standing not far behind Rose.

His expression looked serious. Ezra wanted to tell Rose about the current progress in the search for Jonathan, but when he thought about the results so far, he hesitated to speak.

He clearly saw Rose's hand holding the pen stiffen slightly.

Ezra suddenly felt a wave of anxiety wash over him. "My brother..."

"Your brother will come back," Rose said softly but with unmistakable determination.

It was as if she had made up her mind and felt the need to reassure Ezra. Rose turned, looked into Ezra's eyes, and began to speak again, slowly and deliberately.

"He will come back," she said.

Ezra felt a sudden jolt, as if something had struck his heart when he heard what she repeated.

Lately, he had been feeling quite down and pessimistic.

As time passed slowly, the Azure Clan, the Xanth family, and the Young family combined all their efforts, but they still couldn't find Jonathan.

They had almost searched every part of the waters below the cliff only to come up empty-handed.

It was as if Jonathan had vanished into thin air. If he was alive, then he wasnoveldrama

missing. But there was also no trace of a body if he was dead.

A living person is missing, and there's no trace of a body when they die.

The hope Ezra initially held in his heart was gradually eroded by the fear as time passed.

If Jonathan was alive, then why couldn't he be found? And if he was dead...

Ezra gazed into Rose's eyes. Her words, "He will come back", renewed the hope in his heart.

"Yes, he'll come back." A smile appeared on Ezra's face.

This was the first time he smiled since Jonathan fell off the cliff.

The two of them exchanged a glance.

Last night Ezra heard that Rose wanted to make some changes to Jonathan's room at Finch Manor. He took a look at the design sketches Rose had drawn on paper

"I've never diked how Jonathan's room was set up. It's so gloomy and gives off a cold vibe as soon as you walkin. Rose, you should make it feel warmer," he said.

Ezra was supportive of Rose's actions.

"Once you're done, or maybe even before you're done, Jonathan will be back," Ezra said with a spark of hope.

Rose reminded herself once again that Jonathan would return.

While she was waiting for Jonathan to return, the Young family was in turmoil.

Early that morning, there was a commotion outside Finch Manor. Several cars had intercepted the troublemaker at the last moment.

Miles stepped out of the car with a darkened expression. Usually calm and collected, today, he exuded a menacing demeanor. He swiftly walked and stopped at the vehicle in front.

"Get down!" he commanded coldly with a gaze that seemed as if it could kill.

The person in the car was frightened by his appearance and recoiled.

"Come down!" he demanded again.