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.

and eventually cast her eyes toward

with fear. “Wh-Wh-What are

the scattered luggage littering the floor.

out, “So-Soy…I’ll

the report bent over to tidy up the scattered items. He grab Keira’s luggage from inside, packed everything up her, and gingerly pushed it in

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dropped her gaze.

go, this landlord had indeed rented her the place at a low price. Later, when the Olsen family stopped providing living expenses, she failed to pay the rent

make a

and prepared to leave.

merely watched as she went toward the staircase, where she met with Poppy, who had

if

people? Come you dare, stab me right in the

a creature?!”

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

for noma manau right? Ian’t

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raised by me, so she owes

You owe me for that!

sobbed and continued to hit Keira.

before? I got married, cleared the way for Isla, and we’re squared off now. What’s the

blood is mine, and I gave birth to you! you’re my daughter forever! Everyone,

with me!

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 gave you this life!

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ties with me, go ahead, but first, give me your life!

hand and pulled it out with all her might, intending to stab Keira in

back,

the wall behind, but she managed to wrestle away the glass shard. The glass cut her hand, and blood flowed

own daughter murdered her uncle, and now she’s trying to kill me, her own mother! Someone call the police! Don’t

reporters, seeing that Keira was disarmed, found their

once more.

you’ve injure your own mother. Do you even have a

why you

you treat

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that

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

required to push someone onto a steel bar, skewering them to death, much be very considerable. Why do you hate your