My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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The reporter glanced down at what he had stepped on but made no effort to move.

“Miss Olsen, the picture under my foot features you and your mother, correct? You have family, so you understand the pain of losing a loved one. Did you truly kill the victim by mistake? Your uncle just asked you for some money. Couldn’t you simply have refused instead of resorting to murder?”

Josh, who had arrived first on the scene, was puzzled when he heard this. He frowned and said, “Let Miss Olsen pick up her family photo first! As a journalist, you shouldn’t be threatening someone like this…”

“Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures the reporter retorted harshly, glaring at Josh. “A reporter shouldn’t act saintly like you! She’s obviously a murderer. For people like her, special measures should be taken. And besides, how am I threatening? I’m just standing here asking Miss Olsen some questions…”

He looked back at Keira. “Miss Olsen, unless you

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answer my questions, I won’t move…”

Before he could finish, someone had already grabbed

his arm.

A sudden force made him stumble back uncontrollably!

Keira forcefully moved the reporter away and then bent down to pick up the photo. Upon seeing the black footprint on it, she gave off a ferocious aura.

The reporter, having been pushed back, started shouting, “What was that? The killer is resorting to

violence now!”

When he looked at Keira again, he was frightened by

her demeanor.

She may be slender and dressed in a comfortable, white outfit that gave an image of delicacy, but the fierceness in her eyes right now made her look like ghastly figure that crawled out from a bloody hell.

The reporter swallowed hard. “Look, that’s the eyes of a killer! Terrifying as ever! It must have been her who planned and executed the murder!”

“Really?”

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A cool voice slowly responded. Keira wiped the photo and picked up a shard of glass that hadn’t yet fallen from the frame. “Deliberately killing someone…it seems capital punishment awaits regardless of whether it’s one or multiple murders, right?”

With that said, all the reporters fell silent, stunned. They all stared at the sharp glass shard in her hand.

her gaze across all reporters present and eventually cast

burly, two-hundred-pound man was trembling with fear. “Wh-Wh-What are you going

pointed at the scattered luggage littering

out, “So-Soy…I’ll clean it up

tidy up the scattered items. He grab Keira’s luggage from inside, packed everything up her, and gingerly pushed it in front of her as if tryin to ward off evil spirits. “Mi-Miss Olsen, we’ve had son good years together. Let’s part on

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her gaze.

go, this landlord had indeed rented her the place at a low price. Later, when the Olsen family stopped providing living

make

the suitcase and

toward the staircase, where she met with

if

to fight other people? Come you dare, stab me right in the heart! You killed

a creature?!”

Keira, grabbing her arm and, heedless of the glass in Keira’s hand, started

onked her for noma manau right? Ian’t

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by me, so she owes me debts of gratitude! How

raised you. You owe me for

sobbed and continued to

“Didn’t I make myself clear before? I got married, cleared the way for Isla,

gave birth to you! you’re my daughter forever! Everyone, look at this heartless daughter. Now that she’s successful, she despises me for being

with me!

even dogs know not to despise a poor home, and no children should despise their mother! Aren’t you aware of that? I gave birth to you, so I’m the one who

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but first, give me

glass shard in Keira’s hand and pulled it out with all her might, intending to stab

her back,

away the glass shard. The glass

her uncle, and now she’s trying to kill me, her own mother!

group of reporters, seeing that Keira was disarmed, found

Keira once more.

killed your own uncle and now you’ve injure your own mother. Do you even have a

poor, which is why you

you treat your mother, we suspect

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that

did accidentally kill your uncle. Or could it be that you saw the

to death, much be very considerable. Why do you hate your uncle so much?”