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.

the hotel. I miss you. Will you 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...

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

everything was unfolding exactly as he had planned. Before she could even begin to piece together how they had acquired the damning recording, the room's attention was drawn toward the next

recording, now accompanied by the

the stage, where Yara's stunning bridal portraits and glamorous red-carpet moments had previously been displayed. This new development immediately drew

a woman dressed in a scandalously revealing outfit. The moment the door opened,

instant, they were locked in a passionate embrace, the scene unfolding in explicit detail as

two people were unmistakable. They were none other than the bride and groom on

explanation. The guests had already pieced

pure and innocent image and an heiress to a vast fortune, had been hailed by the media as one of

she schemed against Jonathan, but the way she behaved in this video was a stark contrast to

filled the air as the crowd

this who she really

international actress. She's always

her game? Mr. Finch never even touched her, and she claimed she was pregnant with

didn't consider who she was trying to

once-adoring voices

fingers at Yara. Their mocking and disparaging comments cut through her

dismantling the carefully craftene

she had built over the years and shattering her dreams of

thousand pieces.

Yara wanted. "It's not

you don't expect me to marry a

he briefly

intuition. She turned her gaze toward Jonathan. She had already heard the audio recording, but it came as a shock to