Chapter 9

Panic slowly crept onto Jonathan's face, but he still shouted his denials. "Sure, you can argue that they're edited, but what about the hotel records? The surveillance footage?" I asked, tapping my phone again. This time, the screen showed detailed hotel records and surveillance footage of them walking into rooms together, arms around each other. This wasn't just any hotel. It was one of the core properties controlled by the Zink family. Jonathan never expected that, in just a month, Maurice had gained access to all the core departments and pulled these records. The online viewers returned with a wave of comments. "Wow, what a plot twist. This guy's really playing the field, huh?" "Seriously? He claims he's devoted, but is screwing another woman on the side? No way any sane person would marry him!" "Wait. Does that mean Harper was never even pregnant with his baby?" "Who knows? Them and their rich-people problems." By then, Jonathan looked like life had been sucked out of him.