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.

all reporters present and eventually cast

burly, two-hundred-pound man was trembling with fear.

pointed at the scattered luggage littering

landlord immediately stuttered 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 front of her as

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her

had indeed rented her the place at a low price. Later, when the Olsen family

not to make a fuss with the

suitcase and prepared to leave.

stop her, the encircling reporters merely watched as she went toward the staircase, where

if

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

a creature?!”

shouted, she charged toward Keira, grabbing her arm and, heedless of the glass in Keira’s hand, started wailing to the reporters.

for noma manau right?

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out, given she’s a Ph.D. now and surely has money? She was raised by me, so she owes

birth to you and raised you. You owe me for that! Why did you

sobbed and continued to

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

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

with me!

a mistress and couldn’t afford you a good living environment, but 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 gave you this life! If

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ahead, but first, give me your life! Compensate for

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

her back, striking her right

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

screamed. “Help! My own daughter murdered her uncle, and now she’s trying to

group of reporters, seeing that Keira was disarmed,

once

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

poor, which is why you treat your uncle and

the way you treat

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that

uncle. Or could it be that you saw the

skewering them to death, much be very considerable. Why do you hate your