My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 10
When Keira’s mobile phone rang, Lewis was slightly taken aback.
He turned to look at Keira.
“Need Iron” was her?
Keira answered the phone, “Hello.”
But Lewis heard no sound in the receiver. He looked at his phone and found out that the line was busy. The voice call didn’t get through.
He was overthinking it.
At that moment, several people in the lobby were on the phone, it was impossible to tell which one was her.
Just then, “Need Iron” sent a message. “Sorry, I’m in the middle of something. Let’s reschedule again.”
At the rooftop.
Keira was answering Samuel’s phone call while texting “Grandson”.
Samuel gloated, “Boss, are you all right? It’s been many years since you last did repair work, right?”
Keira said lightly, “If you are free, help me find out Lewis’s private number, so I don’t have to stalk him over and over again.”
If she could get his number, she could call him every hour to remind him to check with the Civil Affairs Bureau. With so many phone calls, even if he didn’t believe this absurd thing, he would check it out.
Samuel immediately complained, “How is it possible to find his private number? Don’t you know that there is no information about him online? It took a lot of effort to find out his personal schedule…”
“That’s because you’re useless.”
Keira hung up and saw Tom showing a contemptuous look. “Miss Olsen, my boss’s private phone number is confidential. Ordinary people can’t get it.”
Keira teased him. “Do you believe that one day, not only will I have your boss’s phone number but also his WhatsApp?”
Divorce procedures were a bit troublesome, and she would definitely be in contact more often with Lewis in the future.
Tom snickered, “What a daydream!”
As soon as Tom finished speaking, Keira’s phone rang. “Grandson” sent a WhatsApp message. “Call me anytime when you’re free.”
*
Ten minutes later, Keira fixed the air conditioner.
her hands together. “The air conditioner’s filter has been used for too long and accumulated dirt, which affected the
how swiftly and easily she solved the problem, Tom
Mr. Horton again,
entrance, he said meaningfully, “Miss Olsen, from now on there will be
knew what he meant, but she just grinned, “Well, see you at
around
Tom was perplexed.
take her words to heart and returned to
noon, Lewis had
had returned to his home country, he
accompanied him
the waiters and waitresses in
part-time job chosen by
looked around, observing almost all the waiters and waitresses, only after not spotting Keira did he breathe a sigh of
he quickly found his own actions
delivery worker and a repair technician. How could she take
that she scared him like this with her simple words
food was served, and the
satisfied with today’s
the familiar female voice, Tom
smile tugged on her lips as she introduced the day’s dishes. Finally, she walked over to Lewis and whispered, “Mr. Horton,
Lewis was speechless.
clenched his jaw, a hint of consternation crossing his
he stared at her, “You… You’re the chef? You also have a certification for
“Yup.”
her chef license, but she accidentally dropped one, two, three… a total of five different
swallowed hard. “You’ve
Keira said, “No.”
of relief, only to hear
are some that I didn’t bring
Tom was shocked.
I can do any job. I don’t think you would want me to keep bothering you, so why
Lewis’s face remained taut.
as if she was flirting. She was attracting the attention of
ignoring Keira. He turned to Tom and said, “Go check
Keira rejoiced inwardly.
man finally
she heard his cold words. “Who leaked
…
a step forward, again blocking
again driven out of
man just
her patience, she was getting a
About My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire - Chapter 10
My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire is the best current series of the author Keira Olsen. With the below Chapter 10 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 10 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com