Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Rose was rendered mute, reeling from the unexpected assertion that Jonathan, the revered and feared head of the Finch family, could be considered pitiful. She reckoned she must have misheard Ezra's words. But the confusion wasn't limited to Rose alone. The man standing at the door, having arrived at an uncertain point in the conversation, also raised a brow.

"I'm pitiful?" he mused.

"Isn't he pitiful?" Ezra queried, his eyes sparkling with mirth as he observed Rose's reaction. "The woman he loves only appreciates his face. If he were to lose it, wouldn't he also lose her affection?"

Rose was momentarily taken aback. The statement seemed somewhat logical. However, she quickly focused on the phrase "the woman he loves", but decided to intentionally ignore it almost as if fearing to confront the idea. Nonetheless, Ezra's claim that she was only interested in Jonathan's physical appearance didn't sound right to her.

Without much thought, Rose immediately retorted, "Who said it's just about his face?"

Ezra was intrigued. "Oh?"

He looked at Rose, his gaze inviting her to elaborate. For some reason, facing him made Rose feel incredibly at ease.

She pictured Jonathan in her mind, trying to summarize why she liked more than just his face. Memories of her moments with Jonathan flashed through Rose's mind. She pondered what else she liked about him beyond his face. She mused, "Was it the way he gazed intently into my eyes? Or perhaps the sense of security and comfort I experienced while wrapped in his arms?"

For a while, Rose remained silent. However, her expression and an involuntary joyful smile made it clear to Ezra that her feelings for Jonathan were far from superficial.

"Jonathan..." Ezra wanted to say something but stopped short. The atmosphere in the ward grew tranquil, punctuated only by the soft breathing of the two occupants.

At the door, Jonathan, who had been on the verge of entering, abruptly retreated from the ward's vicinity.

"Mr. Finch, why did you come out? Isn't Mrs. Finch inside?" Leonard questioned, glancing toward the room.

The bodyguards had confirmed Rose's presence inside, so it made little sense for Jonathan not to visit her.

Leonard and Finley exchanged a look, both observing that something seemed off about Jonathan.

As Jonathan's mind replayed Rose's silence, he wondered what it implied. It seemed to him that she had nothing else to like about him apart from his face.

Lost in thought, he wandered forward until he halted in front of a reflective glass pane. He scrutinized his reflection, his focus fixated on his face.

Finley and Leonard followed behind him, observing Jonathan touching his face as if looking in a mirror. First, he studied his entire face, then his profile.

This behavior was unusual for Jonathan, who typically couldn't care less about his appearance. His sudden fixation on his features was both baffling and concerning. Suddenly, Jonathan's voice broke the silence. "Is my nose not high enough?"

The question startled both Leonard and Finley, their hearts skipping a beat.

As if that wasn't enough, Jonathan continued, "Are my lips too thin? They say having thin lips means having a fickle personality..."

Leonard and Finley exchanged wide-eyed glances, shock evident in their expressions.

"Is my jawline too harsh? Does it make me look unapproachable?" Jonathan persisted, prompting Leonard and Finley's expressions to mirror those of having seen a ghost. Jonathan's behavior was undeniably strange, and they wondered if something was wrong with him.

Finally, Jonathan proposed, "Should I find a top-notch plastic surgeon?" Unable to bear it any longer, Leonard and Finley simultaneously interrupted him.

"Mr. Finch!" Their hearts couldn't take much more of this bizarre episode.

"Mr. Finch, your face is already perfect. You don't need a plastic surgeon," Leonard assured him.

Finley added, "Indeed, Mr. Finch, your features are even more exceptional than Mr. Jameson's. There's no need for any changes."

Both Leonard and Finley felt distressed. They couldn't help but wonder what terrible event could have triggered such a thought in Jonathan's mind.

Jonathan frowned at his reflection in the glass, still appearing somewhat dissatisfied. "Is that so?"

Leonard and Finley nodded vigorously. "Yes. Absolutely!"

"But..." Jonathan frowned, about to say something more, when Leonard swiftly interjected, employing his most convincing argument.

"Mr. Finch, your wife adores your face just as it is. If you alter it and she no longer finds it appealing..."

Jonathan's expression stiffened. Leonard's words rang true-Rose cherished his face in its current state. The risk of changing it and potentially inciting her disapproval loomed large.

He let out a deep breath. Looking at

his reflection again, he changed his perspective. After a contemplative pause, he instructed Leonard, Hire a reliable facial care expert for me. No matter the cost."

He thought his face needed to remain precisely as Rose cherished it.

Oblivious to the shock on Leonard and Finley's faces, Jonathan turned his thoughts to another pressing concern-Eleanor had requested he bring Rose to Finch Manor the following day.

Recognizing his grandmother's

request as a form of punishment for

his previous transgression, He was resolute in his determination not to allow Rose to face whatever

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"Leonard..." Jonathan suddenly spoke.

Leonard and Finley were still reeling from the shock of Jonathan's unprecedented request for a facial care expert.

Upon hearing his name, Leonard quickly snapped back to attention. "Yes, Mr. Finch? If there's anything else you need, be it a facial care expert or another specialist, I'll find the best one for you." Jonathan gave him a brief, unamused glance, displeased with the faint trace of amusement in Leonard's eyes. The subtle reprimand was all it took for Leonard to return to his composed self. "Mr. Finch..."

"How's the negotiation with Lerain Group going?" Jonathan asked, changing the subject abruptly.

Lerain Group, with its extensive overseas business network, was comparable to Finch Group. Last year, Eleanor had expressed a deşire to expand into international markets, prompting Jonathan to set his sights on a partnership with Lerain Group.

During his time in Aquastead, Jonathan had met with Clover, the head of Lerain Group. Since then, Leonard had been handling the negotiations.

However, Lerain Group's stance remained unclear. They neither committed to the partnership nor rejected it. Each meeting was positive and cooperative, yet they avoided making any definitive statements.

Leonard was perplexed by this. "Mr. Finch, Lerain Group's attitude has been consistently vague. Our interactions have been smooth, but I can't identify the source of their hesitation."

While he couldn't identify the issue, Jonathan's sharp intuition immediately recognized the root of the problem. "Clover..." he mused.

Since Clover had come to Regalia, it was only proper for Jonathan, as the host, to meet with him personally.