Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 505 Fallen Altar

The unrestrained mockery in Jonathan's laughter made everyone's hearts clench. Then, his clear and measured voice echoed throughout the room.

"Ms. Maize's pregnancy is indeed something to celebrate, but who said the child is mine?"

The question rendered everyone speechless for a moment. Ignoring the numerous people present, Bella questioned, "Jonathan, why wouldn't it be yours? That night, you and Yara-"

A flicker of disgust crossed Jonathan's eyes as he cut her off. "Ms. Maize, haven't you informed them of what actually happened that night?"

All eyes turned to Yara, including those of the Maize family. The multitude of gazes intensified Yara's mounting unease, and a flash of uncertainty crossed her eyes.

Sensing something was off, Bella rushed to the stage and whispered urgently, "Yara, what does he mean? What haven't you told us?"

"I..." Yara's mind was reeling, unable to form a coherent response.

Her reaction confirmed Bella's suspicions that night wasn't as it seemed the next morning. But before Yara could speak, Bella offered a solution in a low voice. "Don't say anything. As long as you insist that the child is Jonathan's, he can't dispute it."

Her words sparked an idea in Yara's mind, offering a way out of her predicament. Yara thought, "That's right! As long as I insist the child's Jonathan's..."

She swallowed nervously and began, "Mr. Finch, that night-" She looked at Jonathan, but a voice suddenly echoed through the room before she could finish.

"Damn it! Why did you pass out? Well, even if you did, I'll have you tonight. Ugh, this isn't working. He's like a lifeless body. I can't even move him! What can I do? I can't just leave it like this...

"No worries, if he can't do it, someone else will. As long as I have his marks on me by morning, he'll have no choice but to acknowledge it!"

Despite emanating from an audio recording, the voice was unmistakably Yara's. Everyone present instantly recognized her distinctive tone.

come keep me company?" Yara's suggestive invitation, spoken in her own voice, continued playing for everyone to hear. The room fell into a stunned silence once again, with only the audio playing in the background. Struck by the realization of what was happening, Yara's body swayed. "This... this was from that night... But

darted instinctively toward Jonathan, only to find him coldly indifferent, his face

triumph on Leonard's face. He was standing behind Jonathan as if everything was unfolding exactly as he had planned. Before she could even begin to piece together

more from the recording, now accompanied by the sound of a door

the front of the stage, where Yara's stunning bridal portraits and glamorous

a woman dressed in a scandalously revealing outfit. The moment the door opened, she breathed, "You're

locked in a passionate embrace, the scene unfolding in explicit detail as the sounds and images filled the entire wedding venue, leaving little

clear, and the faces of the two people were unmistakable. They were

evident, and it required little explanation. The guests had already pieced together

for her pure and innocent image and an heiress to a vast fortune, had

but the way she behaved in this video was

the air as the crowd began to

this who

wonder she's an international actress.

she claimed

thing, but she didn't consider who she was trying to

once-adoring voices turned

began pointing fingers at Yara. Their mocking

dismantling the carefully craftene

and shattering her dreams of becoming Mrs. Finch

thousand pieces.

Yara wanted. "It's not like that..." She attempted to

her continue making a fool of herself. "Ms. Maize, surely you don't expect me to marry a woman carrying another man's child? Not only would

he spoke, he briefly glanced

shake the strange feeling that she had been indirectly called out, yet she had no evidence to support this intuition. She turned her gaze toward Jonathan. She had already heard the audio recording, but it came as a shock to