Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 311

Bonnie replied coldly, "Don't worry about whether others believe it, as long as we do our job well, everyone will

believe it. do it, even without evidence, her

This world naturally sympathizes with the underdog and resents the wealthy. Oncer job well, everyone will

believe it. reputation will be ruined."

The recording fell silent for a while, with only the sound of clothes rustling coming through. Sreporters at

the scene immediately understood what was happening. Fortunately, this part of the recording had been edited

and was skipped over. The man spoke up again, "Honey, what about Abel?"

Bonnie, visibly annoyed, said, "Why should | do anything for him? He's just a pathetic coward. Once | get my

hands on the money, I'll extort him fiercely and leave Soucrity for good."

Just then, the shrill cry of a child echoed, and the man abruptly said, "Son..."

As Bonnie listened to the recording, her shock kept her rooted to the spot, but the moment she heard the child's

cry, she snapped into action. When the man blurted out his words, she lunged at Yasmine, trying to grab her

phone. Yasmine stepped aside effortlessly, and Bonnie went sprawling to the ground flat on her face. The voice

from the phone continued, and the man's next words revealed a shocking secret, "The son isn't even that

coward's kid. So why does he seem like he's been spoiled by that coward?"

Camera flashes snapped at Bonnie's face as she stared, dumbfounded, at Yasmine's phone. She couldn't

understand why everything they'd said was recorded. She trembled as she began to wonder when the recording

had been made.

She recalled the last tshe went to the rooftop with her child, Yasmine was nearby. That was three days ago,

no wonder she felt unfamiliar when she heard the recording earlier. Later, she washed the child's clothes.

Now, all she could do was shout, "This recording is fake! Don't believe it! It's synthesized-who knows who's really

speaking?" But the reporters paid her no mind, shifting the microphone from Yasmine to him. "Ms. An, you

mentioned the one who cheated was Abel, so your son isn't Abel's. You also said you divorced Abel three months

ago. Does that mean the child was conceived within your marriage, suggesting infidelity?"

"Ms. An, how do you explain this situation?"

"Ms. An, please answer our question directly. Are you aware that this constitutes a criminal act?"

Countless questions buzzed in Bonnie's mind like mosquitoes. She lashed out at the reporters’ microphones, like

someone possessed.

She shrieked like a banshee, "Can't you understand plain language? | just said the recording is fake! I've never

spoken like that," Bonnie insisted.

Suddenly struck by a thought, she dropped to her knees in front of Yasmine, pleading, "Ms. Sanchez, | know |

can't match up against wealthy people like you. Creating fake voices is child's play for you. I'm just an honest,

ordinary person and have no clue about this high- tech stuff, but | believe God is watching. Aren't you afraid of

divine retribution for doing such wicked things?"

Yasmine chuckled softly, a trace of mockery in her tone. She didn't expect Bonnie to still be fighting back at this

point. Soon, sreporters turned their attention to Yasmine.

Just then, a luxury car suddenly stopped at the school entrance. A woman with cascading waves and sunglasses

stepped out of the car. Yasmine's heart skipped a beat, "Lucy, what brings you here?"

Lucy walked straight to the center of the crowd to stand alongside Yasmine. She stared directly at Bonnie,

taunting, "If | hadn't come, | wouldn't have witnessed such a shameless woman in this world."

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Bonnie seemed to bristle, "Who are you calling shameless? It's Yasmine who's seducing a married man, being the

other woman. If anyone's shameless, it's her."

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"You're really turning things upside down," Lucy snapped. "You all yourself an honest and ordinary person? Do

you even have any relation to those words? Oh, wait-you do relate to ‘ordinary, as in 'old." Lucy shot back.

Lucy flicked her hair back, making all the reporters laugh at her remark, except for Bonnie, who glared at the

newcomer. "Who on earth are you to interfere here? Oh, | sec. You're friends with Yasinine. You're probably just as

bad as she is." Lucy grinned, raising her phone. "Sorry, but I'm here to show everyone a video that proves

everything against you."

Bonnie glanced at Lucy, feeling a bit clueless as she tried to figure out what evidence Lucy could possibly

present. "Hey, reporters, point your cameras at my phone. I'm going to play a video soon, and | want you all to

record it," Lucy announced calmly. All the reporters lifted their cameras as Lucy opened her phone to reveal a

video. She cast a brief glance at Bonnie before pressing the play button.

In the video, Blake and Bonnie sit in a rundown house. The messy bed and scattered underwear clearly indicate

what has just occurred. The man is Blake, and the woman is Bonnie. Bonnie calmly wrapped herself in a blanket,

while Blake stood up and moved out of the camera's view.

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of anxiety. She was unsure when Lucy had recorded the video or what it Bonnie watched the scene with a

growing contained, but she knew precisely what was said in that footage. Blake asked, "Did you meet with that

woman again?"

Yasmine snapped her head towards Bonnie. She thought, 'The woman they were talking about must be..."

Bonnie's face turned pale as she lunged forward to grab the phone, but was quickly blocked by several reporters.

They soon formed a protective circle around Lucy, shielding her and the phone, leaving Bonnie helplessly

excluded.

The video started playing, and Bonnie's voice filled the room. "That lady is our benefactor," she exclaimed with

excitement. "We just met yesterday, and she cup with another new idea and even gave30 thousand

dollars!" "30 thousand? That's a lot," Blake commented in surprise.

"It's the reward from that rooftop incident. I've told you before, it's legit, not a scam. That lady owns watches

worth millions, an amount we'd never make in our lifetime."

Blake asked, "What's the deal between her and Ms. Sanchez?"

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