Honey, You're a Billionaire?

It wasn't a trap set by Jonathan, but rather by Ezra.

After Ezra had thrown Carl into the psychiatric facility, he never showed up again. Now that he was here, he didn't dare to think about what Ezra might do to him.

Ezra spoke up. "Carl, you're weird.

"Back at the hospital warehouse, you showed so much courage and had already decided you were willing to risk your life for the woman you love. You weren't afraid of dying then, so what's causing your fear now?

"It seems like your determination to face death isn't very resolute!"

Ezra's tone sounded sarcastic as he said that.

Carl immediately responded, "It's not that I'm not resolute..."

As he uttered the words, Carl realized he might have fallen into a trap. Feeling a

bit guilty, he quickly changed his statement. "What beloved woman? Willingness

to risk my life for her? You really like to make up stories, Mr. Turner."

Make up stories, he said? Ezra's eyes gleamed with a sharp intensity.

Carl didn't admit to taking the fall for Lizzie, but did it really matter if he did or not? What mattered was that he knew for sure Lizzie was the mastermind behind

everything.

Carl's existence was merely that of a pawn.

Ezra looked at Carl and said mockingly, "Carl, according to your plan, you were supposed to kill Rose in the warehouse and then take your own life, right?"

Ezra continued speaking without waiting for Carl to answer. "But have you ever thought about why there was an explosion?"

Carl frowned. He understandably had his suspicions, but he quickly figured it out. "So, it was you? It was the handiwork of Mr. Turner?"

"Right, but you only got half of it correct." Ezra chuckled. "I did have a hand in it, but in this explosion, my role was just knowing and taking advantage of it. The actual mastermind behind the explosion wasn't me!"

It wasn't Ezra who planned the explosions?

Carl clearly didn't believe him, as he said, "If it's not Mr. Turner, then it should be Mr. Finch, right? Or perhaps, it's Clover and Elijah from the Xanth family..."

Carl stopped speaking at that moment. It wasn't for any particular reason, but because he suddenly realized something.

How could it be them? These were people who cared about Rose, so why would they want to blow her up? The ones who wanted Rose dead, besides Harriette... There was also... her!

Ezra noticed Carl's stunned expression without missing a thing.

"Figured it out? You should know who the real mastermind behind this explosion is by now, right?" Ezra spoke deliberately, trying to break down Carl's resolve.

But it was clear that Carl didn't want to believe it and was still in denial. "No, it can't be. It can't be her."

She knew that he would kill Rose under the guise of insanity and then commit suicide, making everything disappear with his death and leaving her entirely uninvolved. But...

"You really trust her so much. It's quite sad, especially since she clearly doesn't trust you!"

The sound of Ezra's voice filled the room.

When Carl heard those words, his expression gradually took on a hint of

madness, and he kept muttering, "No, no..."

The firmness in the tone, however, was gradually diminishing.

How could it not?

No matter how much he tried to numb himself from the truth, when he really thought about it, many things became increasingly clear.

Ezra remained silent.

Carl, after muttering to himself countless times, gradually fell silent, and his eyes were filled with defeat and desolation.

Ezra knew it was almost time to give Carl the reveal.

"Aren't you curious why she targeted Rose that way and wanted her dead?" Ezra asked.

Ezra's question once again made Carl momentarily freeze.

Without thinking, he blurted out, "Because of the Finch family! Cyrus doesn't treat her well!"

Cyrus was treating Lzzie poorly? That had got to be the funniest joke Ezra had ever heard.

Ezra smiled sarcastically, saying, "If Cyrus treated her poorly, shouldn't she be targeting Cyrus? Rose, my sister-in-law, was just an outsider with a different surname before all this Her last name isn't Finch, it's Shaffer and her only connection to the Finch family is my brother, Jonathan!"

Carl's expression froze momentarily.

A sudden suspicion popped into his mind, but he didn't dare to dwell on it any further.

Jonathan... Did Lizzie scheme against Rose and even plan to kill her because of Jonathan?

How could this be possible?

Lizzie and Jonathan didn't have any personal connection. No, that wasn't right— their only connection was through Cyrus.

Carl's eyes flickered slightly as he said, "Perhaps she resents Cyrus, which extended to a dislike for Mr. Finch and subsequently affected Ms. Rose as well..."

"Ha!" As soon as the words were spoken, Ezra responded with a cold, mocking laugh.

The laughter felt like a heavy blow to Carl's chest, completely shattering the "excuse" he had just uttered.

Ezra looked at him and, without any sympathy, exposed his insecurity by asking, "Do you even believe what you're saying?"

Did he? Did he actually believe what he said?

Carl kept trying to convince himself, but suddenly, Ezra added, "I have an idea—

let's find out exactly why she is so determined to see my sister-in-law dead, shall we?"

Ezra looked at him.

His eyes, which looked remarkably similar to Jonathan's, seemed to possess a certain captivating charm.

Carl wasn't sure if he was entranced by those eyes or tempted by the "answer" being offered, but before he knew it, he blurted out, "Okay."

Ezra raised an eyebrow and smiled. He knew that their grand performance was about to begin.

Ezra left the room with a hint of urgency in his eyes. He walked quickly, removing the clothes he had been wearing and changing into a jacket of a softer color.

"Is she awake?" Ezra asked, looking serious.

The bodyguard following behind him was a trusted confidant of Finley's.

The bodyguard hurriedly followed

behind Ezra, saying, "Ms. Rose hasn't woken up yet, but don't worry, Mr. Turner. The doctor has confirmed that she's fine. The force of the explosion was just quite strong, which caused her to lose consciousness."

Ezra looked on with a mixture of tenderness and even a hint of self-blame.

The explosion was specially managed to ensure it didn't actually harm anyone. But to convince outsiders of its power, they had to make it appear impactful.

They didn't expect that Rose would fall unconscious.

"I understand. Take care of everything outside. My brother should be back soon.

When the time is right, let him meet my sister-in-law."

After Ezra finished speaking, the bodyguard pushed open the door and stopped

outside.

There was a room that was set up to be especially cozy and inviting.

After Ezra walked in, the cold expression on his face instantly softened.

Rose was lying in bed, and sitting in front of her was a tall and handsome man.

His eyes were fixed intently on Rose in the bed.

The person was none other than Miles, who recently said goodbye to the Finch family members at the airport.

Going abroad for vacation was a

façade that Miles arranged specifically to trick Harriette. In fact, after saying goodbye that day, Miles boarded the plane and then got offenoveldrama

again.

He watched as Harriette warmly stood next to Rose and got into the same car

with her.

When Harriette had called him earlier, he was also in this room.