Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Cyrus knew that he had let down too many people!

...

Eleanor and Cyrus met at the hospital.

Before Eleanor arrived, Cyrus hadn't gone in. Even at this moment, he still wasn't willing to face the situation.

Eleanor glanced at him, her gaze as sharp as knives.

She found Lizzie disgusting and also blamed Cyrus.

If Cyrus hadn't married the troublesome Lizzie from the start, she wouldn't have had the chance to sneak into the Finch family with such malicious intentions.

Now, it had also resulted in Jonathan going missing!

Eleanor admired strength and ability. When it came to her descendants, she valued capability above all. She always thought highly of Jonathan, but during his upbringing, she did not show him much affection or care.

Still, with the occasional gifts he received from her, he had cherished them deeply.

It was not because she provided him with enough or anything special, but because Jonathan was simply a very good person.

He was someone who appeared aloof or detached on the outside but was actually warm and passionate on the inside. He was someone who knew how to be appreciative and thankful.

"Mom, when they found Lizzie, she was covered in injuries and almost... died."

Cyrus couldn't quite describe the mix of emotions he was currently feeling.

When he finished speaking, Eleanor hit him with her walking stick. "What? Do you feel sorry for her getting hurt? Sorry that she almost died?"

"No, that's not what I meant..."

"What do you mean by that? Don't forget that Jonathan is still missing. Jonathan is your son!" Eleanor said sternly, her voice sounding sharp.

Eleanor had two sons-Yosef had plenty of ambition, but his skills were lacking.

Cyrus was quite competent at his job, but when it came to personal matters and relationships, things were a complete mess.

Eleanor had begun to increasingly appreciate Jonathan's value.

Eleanor remarked coldly, "That troublemaker Lizzie should have just died."

She stormed into the hallway of the hospital, only to see the person who was supposed to have died in the fall lying in a hospital bed. Her eyes were open, though Eleanor couldn't tell when the person had regained consciousness.

Eleanor paused for a moment before muttering, "You're such a disaster. Even this couldn't kill you."

Eleanor glanced at Lizzie's numerous bandages, her gaze as sharp as a knife. "Weren't you trying to end it all that night? What happened? Couldn't go through with it? Lizzie, sometimes staying alive is worse than death."

Eleanor came today just to vent her frustration and anger. That was why she didn't hold back when it came to berating Lizzie.

After hearing Eleanor's voice, Lizzie's previously vacant gaze at the ceiling shifted slightly.

Since waking up, the only people she had seen were doctors and nurses. She hadn't seen anyone else.

For the first time, someone came to visit her.

Lizzie hesitantly began to speak, her voice a bit sore from not having used it for a long time. After a moment of getting used to it, she finally managed to ask her question. "Where is Jonathan?"

"How dare you ask!" Eleanor shouted, trembling with anger. "You intended to kill him, and now look what happened-you survived, but he..."

Eleanor gritted her teeth. "Lizzie, don't think that just because you've survived, you can continue living on!"

At that moment, Lizzie was no longer paying attention to Eleanor's threats. Her mind echoed what Eleanor said.

She survived, but he... Had Jonathan died?

How could this be? She had planned everything carefully and made her decisions long ago. The reason she chose that particular cliff was because there is a reservoir below it.noveldrama

She added some special protection to the car. She even calculated the car's speed in advance to ensure that when it went off, it would land in the water.

She had no intention of dying, and she certainly had no intention of letting Jonathan die.

She just wanted everyone to believe they were either dead or missing. She had even prepared new identities for them. There would always be a place in the world where Finch Group could not find them.

What she wanted had always been Jonathan! But now...

"Dead? How could he be dead?" Lizzie murmured softly. Oh, that was right. She remembered what happened.

After the car went off the road, she managed to pull Jonathan out of the vehicle while they were in the water. However, something seemed to

strike her afterward, and she

couldn't remember anything beyond that point.

That was an accident... It was an accident!

Suddenly, in the room, Eleanor exclaimed, "Rose?"

Cyrus and Lizzie followed Eleanor's gaze. They indeed saw Rose standing at the doorway.

At this point, Lizzie could no longer hide her jealousy.

She looked at Rose with a gaze as sharp as daggers, while Rose looked back at her with a blank expression and cold eyes.

"Rose, why are you here? Come with me. Let's get out of here." Eleanor said, not wanting to let Rose and Lizzie meet.

She had her reasons for doing so.

As she spoke, she stepped forward, took Rose by the hand, and headed straight for the exit.

However, Rose did not move.

"Grandma..." Rose began.

Eleanor paused in her tracks.

Rose used to always call her "Mrs. Finch Senior" and never called her

"Grandmother". But now she...

Eleanor, known for her cold and pragmatic nature, felt an inexplicable stir in her heart at that moment.

"Grandma, I have a question for her," Rose said with a smile.

Eleanor frowned and said, "Rose, she's just crazy. We shouldn't..."

"Grandma, let me ask it."

In the end, Eleanor couldn't resist Rose's insistence. She pulled Rose into the hospital room, but her eyes were full of warning as she looked at Lizzie.

She was cautioning her to watch her words.

Lizzie chuckled softly.

Jonathan had died, and Eleanor... Could Eleanor still be dreaming of a marriage between Jonathan and

Rose? It was Lizzie's first time

seeing Eleanore so protective of any in-law like this.

Lizzie remembered that when Rose was just starting out, Eleanor also disapproved of Rose because she came from a modest background in Aquastead.

And now, she was defending her.

"You didn't get it either!" Lizzie mumbled to herself almost smugly. She didn't give

Rose a chance to ask her question.

Rose furrowed her brows. Before she came, she had many speculations.

She kept wondering why Lizzie had

such a problem with Jonathan. She

had also asked Ezra about the reason, but Ezra's evasive answers only deepened her suspicions.

When she saw the jealous look in Lizzie's eyes just now, another suspicion formed in her mind.

"Why?" Rose stood by the edge of the hospital bed, staring intently at Lizzie without blinking. "Why do you hate Jonathan so much?"

She asked that question on purpose.

As expected, Lizzie let out a dismissive chuckle. Her smirk seemed to entirely dismiss the question she was asked.

"Hate? Who said I hate him? Didn't they tell you?" Lizzie sounded as if she had discovered something new.

She lay on the hospital bed, and every movement she made brought her severe pain. But her expression was one of joy and contentment.

As soon as she finished speaking, Eleanor sternly rebuked, "Lizzie, shut up! You're crazy! Rose, she's just a lunatic. We..."

Eleanor didn't want Rose and Lizzie to interact because she was afraid it would

be shameful. But now, there was another reason why she didn't want them to

meet.

She didn't want Rose to find out about all the messy stuff. She wanted to protect

her.

Eleanor urged, "Rose, let's go..."

Once again, Eleanor grabbed Rose, trying to leave.

But Lizzie burst into laughter. "Who says I hate him? How could I possibly hate

him? I clearly..."