The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1786

However, since Steele loved it so much, he decided to let him have it.

It also gave Yara an easy out.

Sure enough, hearing his last sentence, Yara simply shoved the cake into Steele's arms. "Fine, then share it amongst yourselves!"

Holding the empty food carrier, Yara looked at Finnian with hesitant anticipation. "Finnian, I like you, and it's really not just because I love your cooking!"

"It's also because I have an eight-pack," Finnian interjected deadpan.

Yara's expression shifted drastically. It was the exact look of someone who had just been completely exposed.

She never expected Finnian to know about that.

Wait...

She suddenly remembered a time she was on the phone downstairs, loudly bragging to a friend that the chef staying near her sister's place was incredible and had an absolute eight-pack that made her drool.

If Finnian had actually overheard her unhinged phone conversation, she might as well just dig a hole and bury herself.

"I... I mean, there's nothing wrong with liking an eight-pack, right?"

"It's way better than having a fetish for guys with beer bellies! At least I have good aesthetic taste!"

With that, Yara didn't even wait for Finnian to reply. She grabbed her carrier and bolted.

She was mortified!

She had no idea exactly how much Finnian had overheard that day.

She had been so overwhelmingly excited that she had completely lost her filter on the phone.

Because to her, Finnian was honestly the most perfect man she had ever laid eyes on.

She was usually a complete shut-in. When rushing to meet a deadline, she could go weeks without stepping outside, surviving entirely on a diet of pure junk food.

Finally encountering a guy at her sister's complex who was not only handsome but also fit and an amazing cook felt like the universe had personally custom-ordered a boyfriend just for her.

Finnian was going to get married eventually anyway, so why couldn't it be to her?

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