Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 412

Jack had never expected anyone to greet him in person.

He hadn't revealed his plan to attend the performance, but he instantly understood. They must have found out through some channel that he had a ticket, which explained the grand reception.

"Baby, come on…" Jack beckoned to his companion.

The reception deeply satisfied his ego. He entered the theatre through a special passage surrounded by the staff.

Not long after, another car stopped. Jonathan was dressed in a white shirt the same style he had worn when he first met Rose. Before coming, he had even styled his hair like how it was done that day.

Walking into the Regalia Grand Theatre, Jonathan frequently checked his reflection when passing by glass decorations. He ensured he looked exactly how Rose liked before he satisfiedly continued forward.

Following Jonathan, Leonard had never seen him care so much about his appearance.

"Doesn't he look like a peacock seeking a mate?" Leonard realized with a start that he had inadvertently spoken his thoughts aloud when he noticed the astonished look on Finley's face beside him.

Walking just a few steps ahead, Jonathan stopped.

"Ahem… ahem…"

Finley signaled Leonard and silently gave him a thumbs-up as if to say, "You take the cake for bravery but… good luck!"

Leonard had sensed a cold gaze from behind. He plastered a flattering smile and tried to explain. But before he could speak, Jonathan's cold voice sounded, "What are you doing here?"

Leonard was at a loss for words. Of course, he was there to watch Jonathan try to win Rose over, but how could he say that out loud?

"Mr. Finch, as a sponsor, you have to go on stage and take pictures with the dancers after the performance. It's gonna be crowded, so I should stay close to ensure your safety." Leonard tried to come up with an excuse, but it was a lame one.

Jonathan looked at him with disdain. "You're not allowed to come along!" With that, he turned and continued walking.

Leonard's face fell. Finley looked at Leonard gloatingly and jogged to catch up with Jonathan. He showed Leonard a victorious peace sign as if to say, "I'm Mr. Finch's most trusted man!"

Yet, just after he flaunted, he stopped in his tracks.

"You're not allowed to come either!" Jonathan spoke without looking back as if he had a pair of eyes on the back of his head.

A cold shower doused Finley and dampened all his pride. His smile froze as he momentarily forgot to respond. Fortunately, Leonard responded on his behalf.

"Yes, rest assured Mr. Finch, we won't come along."

He jogged up and smiled, watching Jonathan disappear around the corner. He then patted Finley on the shoulder and felt a lot more satisfied.

"Come on, let's wait outside."

…

The performance had yet to start in the theatre, and all the VIP seats were empty.

Rose had intended to go backstage to visit Yvonne, but Yvonne had her phone taken away before going on stage. Since it was impossible to contact her, Rose gave up.

She sat in her VIP seat, which had an excellent view offering a clear sight of the stage.

She waited for Rose to ask questions and suspect, but Rose continued changing angles to capture every detail of the stage setup.

Finally, Yara couldn't hold back from saying, "I didn't expect him to treat an ordinary friend so well. Ms. Rose, you won't misunderstand anything, right?"

Rose was bewildered. She couldn't understand what Yara was talking about the more she spoke. Since she couldn't understand, she chose not to respond.

Rose gave Yara a polite smile before standing up. Then, she excused herself and left.

What did Rose mean? Yara bit her lips. She had thought she could create a rift between Rose and Jonathan, but… Did Rose not take her seriously? Or was Rose not taking Jonathan seriously instead?

"Hmph!" Yara was displeased. Although she had lost her target, she didn't leave.

She figured the seat she was sitting in was most likely Jonathan's, so she set her sights on the other empty seat.

…

When Rose returned to the performance hall, many audience members were already seated, and the lights were dimmed.

She noticed all seats were taken apart from the seats on either side of hers and noted that Yara was one seat away from her. She couldn't help but wonder if Yara had changed seats.

She didn't pay much attention to think about it. Perhaps the empty seat between them was hers. The person Yara was waiting for might have not arrived yet.

It was fine. There was no need for them to sit too close.

Soon, the performance started, but Yvonne hadn't taken the stage yet. Rose focused on watching the dancers perform, not even noticing when people sat by her side.