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.

across all reporters present and eventually cast

with fear. “Wh-Wh-What

pointed at the scattered luggage littering the floor. “What do you

stuttered out, “So-Soy…I’ll clean it

pushed his way through 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 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 good terms,

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dropped her

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

not to make a fuss with

suitcase and prepared to

she went toward the staircase, where she met with Poppy, who had just

if

Come you dare, stab me right in the heart! You killed yo uncle, so just go ahead and kill your mother too! Ungrateful creature! How did I ever

a creature?!”

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

uncle only onked her for noma manau right?

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for her to help out, given she’s a Ph.D. now and surely has money? She was raised by me,

owe me for that! Why did you kill your uncle? You’re an animal!”

continued to hit Keira.

the way for Isla, and we’re squared off now. What’s

“Squared off? Your blood is mine, and I gave birth to you! you’re my daughter forever! Everyone, look at this

with me!

children should despise their

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

shard in Keira’s hand and pulled it out

her back, striking her right in the chest.

to wrestle away the

screamed. “Help! My own daughter murdered her uncle, and now she’s trying to kill me, her own mother! Someone call the police! Don’t let her escape!”

reporters, seeing that Keira was disarmed, found their courage again.

once

you’ve injure your own mother. Do you even

it because your family is poor, which is why you treat your uncle and mother so poorly?”

the way you treat your mother, we suspect

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that

uncle. Or could it be that you saw the steel bar behind

a steel bar, skewering them to death, much be very considerable. Why do you hate your uncle