My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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Keira saw the message and replied, “Driving from Clance should take at least six hours, right? What time will your brother arrive?”

Rebecca’s message came back quickly, “Around noon! After my brother got the photo this morning, he sent it to our parents. They were so excited when they saw it and said they needed to talk to you in person.”

Keira was slightly startled.

With the advancement of mobile networks, much communication happened over the phone now, and personal contact had lessened.

What could they possibly need to discuss in person?

And it seemed the photo was related to Lady South…

Lady South was Mrs. Olsen’s mother…

This matter must be very important!

Keira responded to the message. “Okay.”

But just as she finished getting ready and stepped out, she heard a piece of news that surprised her.

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“To the horse ranch?”

Keira was slightly taken aback.

Standing before her, Melissa said with a smirk, “Yes, there’s a business meeting taking place at the horse. ranch today. Lewis, as the head of the Horton family, is definitely going to attend, and as his wife, you should be there with him.”

After that, Melissa cheerfully took Isla’s hand. “Of course, Jake and Isla will also be there. Isla, you can ride horses, can’t you?”

Isla nodded with a smile. “Of course, I used to go horseback riding with Dad as a child, and I even raised a little pony… Keira has seen it too. I was scared to ride

back then, so it was Keira who led the horse around

the ranch for me.”

Keira’s expression darkened

Horse riding has always been a trend among the wealthy elites.

When Isla was seven years old, she finally got her own little pony. Wearing her riding outfit, she looked handsome and adorable as she circled her pony, every

nour and then avoitedly reaching out to tough it

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And little Keira could only help by holding the leash.

Isla would ride and berate her at the same time. “Hurry up, run faster! You’re so slow. Did you not eat breakfast this morning?”

Keira really hadn’t eaten breakfast.

Since waking up, seven-year-old Keira had to serve Isla, carrying her schoolbag behind her, with Poppy never allotting her time for breakfast.

Her most hated activity was Isla’s horseback riding lesson every Saturday.

little princess, while Keira herself was…

getting on the horse. You have no idea how uncomfortable it’s been getting on a horse these past years without being at

clenched her fists

“Can Keira still help you mount the

I first learned to ride and couldn’t

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as my mounting

toward her, a

in her eyes.

her humiliating past.

pushing down on her head, letting Isla trample

her

speak, but Isla had already lowered her head. “When I think about it, I was young

mind it…”

Keira scoffed.

Young?

but she had been a bad apple right from the start!

very aware of what Poppy’s sore spot was and understood precisely how to make Keira’s

her eyes seemed poisoned with

say such

sharply. “You misspoke, didn’t

her head immediately. “Keira, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have poked at

me of

kids…”

on purpose. Don’t be so aggressive! Besides, as a child, you were an illegitimate daughter, so wasn’t it

I

state doesn’t care what I say. Does the Horton family no longer have freedom of

people can’t even utter the words

old Mrs. Horton at a loss for

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I didn’t mean to

said Isla misspoke, wasn’t it because she mentioned your

the same as not allowing

I’ve apologized. and

wasn’t intentional. You…”

“Slap!”

raised her hand and landed a forceful slap on Isla’s face, leaving the latter immediately covering

react, her voice rising sharply. “Keira, what are you doing?

hit me just because I said something

wrong. Isla, the Horton family values manners above all. Calling me by my name so directly,

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speechless at her words.

I, the ‘illegitimate daughter, know not to call elders by their names. As a lady of your standing, you should be clearer about that, right? So,

you?”

speechless as well.

“What were you trying to say? Say it again, correctly!”

ha the upper hand. Although reluctant, Isla could only say spitefully through gritted teeth, “…Auntie Keira, at the riding club today, please help me onto the

upstairs. “Since you know she’s your

senior

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horse!”

somberly at Isla, a hint of menace