Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Bella's shout startled everyone in the manor. Lizzle and Anastasia snapped out of their shock, exchanged a glance, and quickly ran up the stairs.

The scene before them was shocking. Yara was lying on the floor.

She had mentally prepared for this and had acted out the scene countless times, so she knew how to fall just right to make it look serious without causing real harm, although there was still a faint pain in her abdomen. However, the urgent situation left her no time to care about that. Yara looked at Rose still standing on the stairs.

A faint trace of smugness flashed in her eyes before she accused in a pitiful voice, "Ms. Shaffer, why... why did you push me?"

Why did she push Yara? Rose snapped back to reality, taking in the scene before her.

Every moment flashed through her mind. She was certain she hadn't pushed Yara, and Yara had fallen on her own. Yet, Yara was accusing her of having pushed her?

Rose was momentarily dazed but quickly understood Yara's intentions. Soon, a crowd gathered at the stairway.

Jonathan, who had just taken an important call, returned to the scene. He immediately rushed up the stairs.

Yara saw his figure and pitifully called out, "Mr. Finch."

She expected at least some sympathy from him, but the next moment, Jonathan walked past her without even a glance.

He rushed to Rose and grabbed her wrist to pull her back a few steps as if afraid she might fall too.

"Are you okay?" His eyes were filled with concern only for Rose.

Yara felt a surge of frustration. She was the one who had fallen, not Rose. Shouldn't Jonathan be concerned about her?

Yara gritted her teeth. "Mr. Finch, Ms. Shaffer pushed me!" she accused again.

Jonathan finally looked at her, but his eyes held a cold anger instead of concern. The chill in his gaze made Yara shudder as if she had been seen through. How could it be? She had meticulously staged her fall and ensured all the witnesses would "see" Rose push her. Plus, Jonathan hadn't seen it happen!

The pain in her abdomen became more pronounced. Using this pain, Yara acted even more convincingly. "It hurts. Aunt Bella, am I... am I going to die?"

Bella saw an opportunity to escalate the situation. "Don't worry, the Finch Manor has a doctor. Quick, tell the medical wing to get ready."

She instructed a servant to carry Yara to the medical wing and planned to blow up the situation even if Yara wasn't seriously hurt.

The atmosphere in the lobby was tense. Rose, still held tightly by a strong arm, snapped out of her daze.

"I didn't push her!"

She struggled to describe what had happened. Recalling the events, she realized Yara had orchestrated everything perfectly, making it hard for her to defend herself with just words. She seemed unable to clear her name with mere explanations. "I know." Jonathan's voice came from above her head.

Rose was stunned as she instinctively looked up. "You trust me?"

"Silly, if I don't trust you, am I supposed to trust her instead?" His voice was gentle.

Rose wasn't a malicious person. Even if Yara provoked her, she would openly retaliate, not push her down the stairs.

Rose's heart skipped a beat. The arm around her made her feel inexplicably secure.

But to Lizzie and Anastasia, the scene was especially glaring. They hadn't expected Jonathan to trust Rose so much. He trusted Rose's simple denial unconditionally.

"Ms. Shaffer, don't be afraid. We all believe you didn't do it on purpose," Lizzie said with a smile.

Her words seemed to offer comfort, but they implied something else. Even if it wasn't intentional, Rose still pushed Yara.

"I..."

"What do you mean by not on purpose?" Jonathan interrupted Rose before she could finish.

His cold gaze swept over the people below the stairs, and he uttered slowly, "Rose said she didn't push Yara, so she didn't. Everyone, watch your words!"This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

His tone was one of warning, and Lizzie flinched a little. She forced a smile. "I meant..."

Jonathan had no interest in listening to whatever Lizzie meant. Without waiting for her to finish, he held Rose's hand. "I'll take you back to the Young Estate." "But..." Yara's condition was still unclear, and the matter was unresolved.

"Listen!"

His voice was soft but firm, leaving no room for argument. He knew Yara's fall wasn't innocent. Yara would cling to the accusation even if Rose didn't push her. He didn't want Rose to be tainted by such filth and would handle everything himself.

Rose hesitated, but she eventually followed Jonathan out.

Watching them disappear through the door, Anastasia glanced at Lizzie. With Cyrus present, Anastasia dared not speak openly, but Lizzie's calm demeanor reassured her that Rose wouldn't leave the Finch Manor easily.

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Sure enough, a commotion erupted outside.

"You can't leave!"

It was Bella's voice. In the courtyard, Bella blocked Jonathan and Rose. She glared at Rose. "Ms. Shaffer pushed Yara down the stairs and now wants to evade responsibility?"

She had expected Jonathan to try to take Rose away, but she wouldn't let Rose go so easily after finally seizing an opportunity to teach her a lesson.

"Move!" Jonathan didn't want to waste words.

His stern words made Bella tremble. She feared Jonathan, but her hatred for Rose outweighed her fear, especially after how Rose had beaten Jack up, who was now detained at the police station. Bella was determined not to let Rose off easily tonight.

"Jonathan I'm your aunt. Is this how you should talk to me?" Bella played the elder card. "Yara is so badly hurt, and since I can't protect her, l'have Mrs. Finch Senior do it instead.

Anna!"

She believed Eleanor was fully capable of controlling Jonathan. Anna was in a deep dilemma, but she still informed Eleanor. Eleanor emerged, still in her clothes from earlier, which indicated she hadn't rested. She first looked at Rose.

"What happened? Did you not relay my message?"

Rose recalled Eleanor's instructions and felt apologetic. "Sorry, I didn't have time..."

She hadn't had time to tell anyone that Eleanor wanted to rest before Yara intercepted her. What followed...