Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 596

In that fleeting moment of panic, many noticed Lizzie's reaction, including Cyrus.

"Lizz, you and him…" Cyrus tried to resist the influence of Clover's words but couldn't help wanting a clear answer.

"Cyrus—" Lizzie had already prepared her explanation, but Clover didn't give her the chance to voice it.

With a faint, mocking smile, Clover said, "If I were her, even if there was something shady going on, I'd still say there wasn't."

He was obviously implying that LIzzie's words couldn't be trusted.

Cyrus' brow furrowed deeply, an unmistakable crease forming as he felt an unsettling agreement with Clover's suspicion. He looked down at Carl, who was kneeling on the floor.

In his mind, Carl was just a bodyguard from the Azure Clan, yet the man seemed to be everywhere.

Suddenly, a feeling of dread welled up in Cyrus' chest, and he didn't dare to ask further. Just as he wavered, Carl broke the silence. "I'm sorry, Mr. Finch."

Cyrus stiffened. "What is Carl apologizing for? What could he possibly feel sorry about?" he wondered.

With a darkened expression, he listened as Carl continued, "I like Lizzie… no, I love her. I love her even more than you do, but why..."

Carl's tone dripped with bitterness as if he had suffered a great, irreparable blow.

"Carl!" Lizzie could no longer contain herself. She glared viciously at Carl. "What nonsense are you spouting?"

This was utter madness! If he exposed their relationship now, the consequences would be disastrous.

Before she could even process the possible fallout, Carl let out a bitter laugh. "Nonsense? Lizz, you know how much I love you. I've done everything for you, and anything you asked…"

But what was he in her eyes?

"Carl!" Lizzie gritted her teeth and clenched her fists as her facade of composure crumbled.

Her greatest worry now was Cyrus' reaction. She instinctively turned to look at him, only to see his face his face darken with anger. Panic seized her. "Cyrus, don't listen to him! There's nothing between us, nothing at all!"

Carl cut in. "Hah… Lizzie, it seems like you do care about Mr. Finch, after all. But you told me you didn't love him… that you were just forced into this…"

A cold shiver ran through Lizzie's entire body. She felt like Carl was about to reveal something even more humiliating at any moment.

Sure enough, driven by his unwillingness, Carl wanted to drag Lizzie down with him. "There's a red birthmark on Lizzie's lower back..."

"Enough!" Cyrus interrupted him.

The revelation of a red birthmark that nestled right on Lizzie's lower back was an intimate detail that spoke volumes of an undeniable connection between Carl and Lizzie.

"Cyrus…" Lizzie began, but Cyrus coldly brushed off her hand. His emotions were in turmoil at the moment.

The shame of being so publicly wronged, of having his love and trust betrayed without even realizing when the facade began, burned hot within him.

Though he wanted to get to the bottom of their affair, the presence of others held him back.

Cyrus forced himself to look at Elijah and the others. "Mr. Xanth, I apologize for the unpleasantness tonight. I'll be sure to address this matter with Rose. However, some things… are better kept private."

Being cuckolded was a family scandal. How could he make it public?

Elijah understood what he was getting at. "It's getting late, and I trust the Finch family will handle this well. We'll wait for the outcome. We'll take our leave now."

He shot a look at Clover. Though Clover yearned to watch the drama unfold, he knew better than to disobey his uncle's unspoken command. Reluctantly, he followed suit.

His breath brushed against her ear, sending a tingling sensation through her.

Rose swallowed. "Unless what?"

"Unless we're both absent together."

…

As Rose and Jonathan entered the hall hand in hand, an unsettling silence enveloped the room. The atmosphere was thick with tension as though even the air itself had taken on a stifling weight.

Rose quickly took in the scene. Apart from Ezra and Finley, whose expressions appeared unperturbed, Eleanor, Cyrus, Lizzie, and even Yara, who was seated quietly in a corner, all looked tense. A man knelt on the floor, his face bruised and swollen…

"Rosie, are you alright? Come, sit next to me," Eleanor greeted her warmly, her previous cold demeanor replaced with a smile full of affection.

Unused to this sudden display of affection, Rose found herself speechless. Before she could respond, Jonathan gently pulled her closer.

"She'll sit with me." With that, he declined Eleanor's invitation.

Eleanor's smile faltered briefly. But, gracious as ever, she replied, "Very well, you can sit by Jonathan's side too."

In truth, Eleanor was pleased to witness the growing bond between Rose and Jonathan, knowing it would strengthen the alliance between the Finch and Xanth families. However, there was still pressing business to attend to.

Her icy gaze turned to Lizzie, but her words were directed at Cyrus "See this? This is the woman you insisted on marrying, Cyrus. She's brought quite a surprise upon the Finch family, hasn't she?"

A shameful affair with a bodyguard. Eleanor's eyes were laden with contempt.

Lizzie's face flushed, but not from Eleanor's scathing remarks or the humiliation of her affair being exposed. No, what truly stung was the glint of mockery that flickered in Jonathan's gaze as it swept over her.