The Billionaire's Gift
I had agreed to pay 10,000 at the wedding. At the very last minute, my mother-in-law, Alice Thompson, suddenly raised it to 500,000.
I went to confront them.
My husband, Dylan Forrest, kept his head down, pretending not to hear a thing as he looked at his phone.
Alice rolled her eyes, clearly about to brush me off with some excuse. But instead, the truth spilled out of her mouth against her will.
"Of course we have to take advantage of you being pregnant and unable to run to squeeze as much money as we can. It's the perfect timing to use it to buy Gideon a house, paid in full!"
The words were like a silent explosion.
I was so furious I actually laughed. "So, that's the plan? You're trying to strip me for everything I have? If I don't pay, does that mean there's no wedding?"
Alice clamped a hand over her mouth, panic flashing across her face. But her voice came out louder than ever, like it was blasting through a speaker.
"If you don't pay, then get lost! You're just a pregnant, used woman. Who else would want you besides Dylan?"
The guests erupted instantly.
Dylan's face went pale as paper.
I smiled.
Then a mechanical voice rang in my head. "Honest Lies System activated. Malicious fraud detected. Reward granted: 100 billion. Match assigned: the richest man in Lumeria at the next table."
"Fine," I said softly. "You said it yourself."
I wanted to see just how the Forrests planned to show their faces tomorrow after every ugly truth they'd tried to hide was dragged out into the open.