Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 502 The Second Piece of Good News

"Thank you to Mr. Maize. You may now take your seat at the main table." The emcee's voice echoed through the hall.

The unexpected announcement caught everyone's attention by surprise, but Yara gazed at the figure standing in front of her and dismissed any doubts about the order of the event. She assumed it was all part of Jonathan's plan. She even urged Rupert, "Dad, please go."

With so many people watching, Rupert dared not question the Finch family's arrangements although he was displeased. He stepped off the stage and headed to the main table.

At the main table, Eleanor was seated at the head. The table was filled with members of the Finch family, including Cyrus and Lizzie, Yosef and Bella, and one conspicuously empty seat next to Eleanor.

Rupert sat beside Bella. While all eyes were on the bride and groom on the stage, he whispered, "Whose seat is that?"

He couldn't figure out who could be important enough to sit in such a prominent spot, but Bella didn't seem to care much.

"Who knows? It doesn't matter who it is anyway. It's just a guest." What mattered most was the bride and groom on stage.

"See? I told you Yara and Jonathan make a perfect match." Yara looked at the stage with satisfaction.

Rupert followed her gaze. The groom still had his back to everyone with Yara standing behind him.

For some reason, the scene gave Rupert a strange feeling. But as he tried to understand what was unsettling to him, the emcee's voice cut through his thoughts.

"Today, we also have another very important announcement, which can be considered the second piece of good news of the day. The groom wants to take this opportunity to share it with everyone!"

The second piece of good news? Everyone in the audience was momentarily taken aback before curiosity overtook them.

"What's the second good news? Come on! Tell us! Let's share it!" Someone in the crowd voiced the question on everyone's mind.

Share it with

with Yara. Although she was

the bride to announce it. Ms. Maize, would you like that?" The emcee walked over to Yara and extended the microphone to her. Yara's heart was pounding. She

the pregnancy to the media outlets right after the wedding, but it seemed that Jonathan was more

curled into a smile beneath her white veil, a smile that radiated both happiness and pride. "Of course I do. The second good news is that... I'm pregnant!" Her voice echoed through the microphone and filled every corner of the venue, causing ripples of shock like a stone

the announcement. "Ms.

and a pregnancy... Though it made sense to think that the wedding might have been hastened by the pregnancy, the media outlets were ever sensitive to the narrative. Their minds began spinning

reached Yara's ears, filling her with satisfaction. She even overheard people referring to her not as Yara, but as the lady of the Finch family. Yara was thrilled by

the audience was lost in

and Miles hadn't taken their eyes off her:

its climax

on her

calm, even giving the impression that she was looking forward to the wedding. But now, she

gaze to the groom on stage and instinctively frowned as well. As

the urge to disrupt the wedding. Miles leaned in closer to Rose. "Rosie, this wedding is boring. Let's go home." As he spoke, he quickly grabbed Rose's wrist. The gesture snapped Rose out

He's

was bad enough, but to have a child too was

Miles, the two men seemed to reach a mutual decision with just a look. They would take Rose away no matter what. Staying would only

pulling Rose's arms. She looked at them,

wedding has just begun!" The main event hadn't

of them standing up attracted the attention of the surrounding guests. These two were eye-catching enough, and not wanting them to steal the spotlight, Rose

almost pleading as she said, "Let's wait a

announced her pregnancy to everyone,

their seats. "You should watch too. Look. The groom and the bride

back did resemble Jonathan a little, but she knew perfectly well that the man on stage wasn't Jonathan. If he wasn't Jonathan, who could he be? Rose's thought wandered back to the recording she had heard in Jonathan's car that