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.

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

toward Jonathan, only to find

Jonathan as if 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

out once more from the recording, now accompanied by the sound of a door opening. However, this time, it

appeared on the large screen at the front of the stage, where Yara's stunning bridal portraits and glamorous red-carpet moments had previously

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

scene unfolding in explicit detail

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

was evident, and it required little explanation. The guests had

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

one could have fathomed that not only had she schemed against Jonathan, but the way she behaved in this

air as the crowd began to

this who

international actress.

Mr. Finch never even touched her, and she

thing, but she didn't consider

once-adoring voices turned

the guests began pointing fingers at Yara. Their

dismantling the carefully craftene

she had built over the years and shattering her dreams of

thousand pieces.

not

to watch 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 that be utterly foolish, but it would undoubtedly upset

he briefly

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 her that Jonathan possessed a video revealing that the man Yara had invited that night was Yosef's illegitimate son. "Mr. Finch, Yara has been foolish to offend you. I beg you to be