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.

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

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

standing behind Jonathan as if everything was unfolding exactly as he had planned. Before she could even begin to piece together how

voice rang out once more from the recording, now accompanied by the sound

front of the stage, where Yara's stunning bridal portraits and glamorous red-carpet moments had previously been displayed.

The moment the door opened,

detail as the sounds

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

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

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

only had she schemed against Jonathan, but the way she behaved

the air as the

this who

international

never even touched her, and she claimed she was

she didn't consider who she

voices turned

and the guests began pointing fingers at Yara. Their mocking and

dismantling the carefully craftene

over the years and shattering

thousand pieces.

not like that..." She attempted to

expect me to marry a woman carrying another man's child?

spoke, he briefly glanced in

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