Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 356

The scene of the explosion flashed through Jonathan's mind as he took a deep breath.

"Mr. Finch, how should we deal with him?" Finley's angry voice resounded.

Had Jonathan not chosen to handle it personally, Finley would have overturned Nixon's boat just now, letting him sink into the water.

Jonathan closed his eyes briefly to conceal all his emotions. He presented a composed demeanor upon reopening them.

He turned around, landing his gaze on Nixon. His eyes were icy and piercing, making Nixon shiver, prompting an immediate plea for mercy.

"Uncle Jonathan, spare me, please! You said you don't love Rose, right? She's dead, and she wouldn't bother you anymore. Do you know that after the call ended, she even cursed you?

"That's right! She called you heartless. In reality, she was just playing along with your act. She..."

Nixon tried to sow discord between the two, only to find Jonathan's face growing even more menacing.

Even Finley couldn't stand his ground and couldn't help but kick him.

"Shut up! How can Mr. Finch not love his wife? Mr. Finch adores his wife. He hoped she'd be with him every moment. All your nonsense about playing along is just ridiculous! Don't believe his nonsense. Ms. Shaffer is genuinely devoted to you."

Jonathan's eyes narrowed slightly. Even if Rose had been playing along, so what? She was still his woman. As for Nixon...

"How do you want to die?"

The chill in his comment reverberated through the sea breeze and the rhythmic waves, causing a shiver to run down Nixon's spine.

Memories of what Jonathan had done to him flashed in his mind, and Nixon's body went weak. He initially wanted Rose to control Jonathan, but now the situation had reversed, and his fate didn't look promising.

How did he want to die?

Almost instinctively, Nixon uttered hesitantly, "I don't want to die."

Jonathan's eyes darkened. Even Finley couldn't help but chuckle sarcastically.

Didn't want to die? He nearly killed Rose, and he still had the audacity to say that he didn't want to die?

"Mr. Finch, I suggest we throw him into the sea to feed the fish. I'll help you!" Finley declared loudly, seizing the back collar of Nixon's clothes. Being skilled, Finley effortlessly dragged Nixon to the ship's edge. He pushed Nixon's entire upper body beyond the railing.

"No! Don't push! Don't throw me! I don't want to die!"

Looking at the turbulent waves below the ship, Nixon trembled in fear. Yet, in this dire situation, his only chance at survival was to provide Jonathan with a compelling reason to spare him.

Nixon's mind raced, desperately searching for a reason.

Suddenly, Finley grabbed his leg and forcefully flung him outward.

Nixon's cry was swallowed by the sound of the waves.

Suspended above the water, Nixon felt the sea spray on his face, despair gripping him as he believed his doom was imminent.

But his survival instinct made him blurt out, "Someone else wants to harm Rose. Yes, I know someone else who wants to harm Rose."

Nixon didn't plunge into the water.

Finley held onto Nixon's ankles. Though eager to throw him into the sea, Finley refrained from disposing of him without Jonathan's approval. However, it was still acceptable to give Nixon a scare.

Realizing he hadn't fallen into the water, Nixon regained his senses, convinced his earlier words had an impact. "Uncle Jonathan, believe me, someone else wants to harm Rose. Before I found Rose, I discovered..."

Nixon also thought of Kelly. He looked at Jonathan and laughed. "Uncle Jonathan, if you want to avenge Rose, don't forget there's another person involved."

Before Jonathan could utter a word, Finley couldn't restrain himself and asked, "Who?"

"Her dearest sister, Kelly."

After the initial fear, a hint of madness crept into Nixon's voice.

"Kelly and Rose are worlds apart. I must admit, Uncle Jonathan, you have a good eye, something I can't compete with. Without Oliver, Rose wouldn't be easy to handle. Rose even drank water with added substances just to aid Oliver's escape. She may have weakened, but she still managed to hurt me—a wild stray cat, truly."

A wild stray cat…

Nixon's tone conveyed a sense of awe.

If time could turn back, he would have truly cherished Rose. Unfortunately, Rose was already dead.

Upon the mention of the "stray cat," a shadow darkened Jonathan's eyes.

But Nixon continued, "I kidnapped Oliver at Kelly's behest. She wanted Oliver dead and tasked me with staging an accident. I was curious, too. Kelly is Oliver's granddaughter, so why would she want him dead?

"This wasn't the first time she tried to take Oliver's life. That day at the Young Estate, when Oliver fell from the walkway, I saw it. It was Kelly who pushed him!"

Jonathan frowned.

Had Nixon been lurking around Rose since then? Jonathan blamed himself for failing to notice that earlier.

Gabriel, too, was shaken. He could understand why someone like Kelly might harm Rose, but he couldn't fathom the motive behind her trying to kill Oliver.