Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3334

Gonzalez stared at his furious father, enunciating every word with chilling clarity. "I didn't do it. This is Hannah's trap."

Hannah wailed hysterically. "Would I sacrifice my own daughter's purity just to set a trap for you? Gonzalez, I know you hate me. I know you've always held a grudge against me. But if you hate me, come after me! Why would you ruin Yvonne?"

"She isn't even married yet! What is she supposed to do now?"

"If word of this gets out, the Hanson family's reputation will be entirely destroyed!"

Gonzalez ignored her, keeping his eyes locked on Simon. "Do you believe me?"

Looking into his son's steady gaze, Simon hesitated, a flicker of doubt crossing his mind.

Suddenly, Yvonne let out a despairing cry and lunged toward the wall, acting as if she were determined to end her own life.

"Yvonne! Yvonne, no!" Hannah frantically grabbed her, sobbing uncontrollably. "Yvonne, don't do anything stupid! It's not your fault!"

"Somebody help me! Stop her!"

Hannah cried out for the maids.

Several maids rushed in, surrounding Yvonne to restrain her.

The maid who usually attended to Yvonne stepped timidly in front of Simon. "Sir... I've seen the Young Master knocking on Ms. Yvonne's door late at night before. But he was so intimidating, and I was terrified he'd retaliate against me, so I never dared tell you or the Madam. It's all my fault..."

The maid sobbed, wiping her eyes. "If I had just spoken up sooner, none of this would have happened!"

Gonzalez looked at the crying maid, suddenly recalling the night Yvonne had sent his cat, Circe, away. He had come home late, realized the cat was missing, and gone to Yvonne's room to confront her. This same maid had been hiding in the corner watching.

But Simon didn't make that connection. Seeing Yvonne acting suicidal, compounded by the maid's testimony, completely shattered whatever fragile trust he had left in his son. He grabbed another object and hurled it at Gonzalez.

The tear tracks on her face were still fresh, but her eyes were cold and calculating as she stood in the doorway, staring him down.

Gonzalez leaned back against the headboard, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. "Tell me what you want," he said coldly.

Hannah casually wiped the remaining moisture from her cheeks. "I have to admit, Gonzalez, I admire your ability to stay so calm right now."

Gonzalez asked, "It was you who texted me last night, wasn't it? You bought off Martha too. If I'm not mistaken, Martha will conveniently disappear from the Hanson estate starting today."

"I've always underestimated you, Gonzalez," Hannah replied with a venomous smile.

"Cut the crap and tell me what you want."

Hannah glanced at the phone resting on the nightstand.