How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Keira's cries tore through the air, raw and heart-wrenching.

For years, Sandra had been a thorn in Keira's side, but never had Keira reacted with such visible distress.

Sandra picked up a hairpin off the ground, examining it before a malicious grin spread across her face. "Oh, this little thing means so much to you, huh? Well, if you want it back, your allowance for next month won't cut it. Patrick's been eyeing a sports car lately, not too pricey, just around half a million. Get me that money, and you can have your precious hairpin back."

Keira's monthly allowance was easily in the hundreds of thousands.

The Phillips family, though they didn't pay much attention to Keira, were never stingy when it came to finances.

Half a million was within Keira's reach.

Two months ago, after a leg injury, Morwenna had called Keira's parents on her behalf. Too busy to deal with it themselves, they'd immediately transferred two hundred thousand to her.

At her brother's birthday gala last month, she'd danced the opening number despite her still-healing leg. The Phillips family, proud of the performance, had deposited another two hundred thousand into her account.

hardly spent on herself, as her clothes and accessories were all provided by the Phillips

as naive,

before agreeing, "Okay, I'll get it. Just

taken aback by Keira's quick agreement, then sneered, "Keira, you better not be thinking of buying that car and then telling Patrick it was from you. Don't delude yourself into thinking he's nice to you because he likes you. It's all on account of your family's name.

from jealousy, seeing that the

couldn't hold a candle to the Phillips family's

shouldn't dare

her meekness, a target for bullying by anyone who felt like

all, Keira never fought back or

years, and Keira always put up with it, choosing to run away rather than confront

and doused Keira with a bucket of dirty mop water, snarling, "You love playing the innocent? Well, now you're just filthy and stinky.

at the sight of her cherished hairpin being discarded, her first genuine gift

as if possessed, she lunged at Sandra, biting her hand