My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

174 It’s True

Keira took the photo with a puzzled look and glanced

at it.

The photo clearly had some age to it, as the pixel quality wasn’t very sharp, and it seemed a bit darker than a normal photo, perhaps due to wear and

subsequent restoration.

In the photo were a man and a woman, likely attending some kind of gala, with a rather lavish background and both dressed in formal evening wear.

The young man was in his twenties and bore some resemblance to Frankie, leading Keira to immediately conclude that it was Mr. Allen.

But the woman standing beside Mr. Allen made Keira pupils constrict.

The woman carried herself with grace. She was slender in form and exuded a sense of time with her presence. Due to the low resolution of the old photograph, she appeared to be only in her thirties, but Keira discerned from her expression that she had to be at least in her early forties.

wasn’t the most important part; what mattered that this person looked a lot like Keira!

Not in demeanor, but in physical appearance!

Keira clearly remembered her own facial features…

When she was younger, every time guests visited the Olsen family, upon seeing Isla and her, they would subconsciously say she resembled Mrs. Olsen.

But once they realized the two weren’t mother and daughter, they would laugh it off, saying there was a resemblance in temperament, not in look.

Therefore, Keira had stared at her own reflection in the mirror countless times.

How she had wished, even if just one feature on her face was similar to Mrs. Olsen’s!

But there wasn’t any similarity, not her eyes, her nose,

or even her mouth…

A feeling of disappointment gradually took root in

Keira’s heart.

Yet, that also imprinted Mrs. Olsen’s facial features deeply into her memory.

The woman in the photo seemed like an older version of herself by ten or twenty years when the baby fat on her face was gone, and her features more defined and sculpted…

If someone said this person wasn’t related to her by blood, Keira wouldn’t believe it!

She looked at Mr. Allen with astonishment and asked,

“Who is this?”

Mr. Allen stroked his chin and frowned in thought for a moment, “That should be Lady South.”

Keira was startled, “Lady South?”

“Yes.” Mr. Allen knitted his brows, pondering carefully. “It’s Mrs. Olsen’s mother…”

Mrs. Olsen’s mother… Keira’s mind seemed to explo

arose within her. If she looked so much like Mrs.

stunned

couldn’t be, could it…?

countless times that Mrs.

was b

it be that

was now

help but look at the old photo again

pinched herself hard.

That hurt…

sensation of pain.

“Miss Keira, why are you pinching yourself? If you find it

said, “Then pinch my brother! It hurts

Frankie was speechless.

His brow twitched.

Allen. “Uncle Allen, Aunt Allen, what do you

so

to her

a smart kid, so I won’t beat

you aren’t the biological child of Poppy? She’s

you, I really can’t understand a mother’s rationale for

Keira frowned.

not

away at the age of four, the police conducted a DNA test upon her return to ascertain

wasn’t

Poppy’s sample, and it wasn’t until after the results

that sample really

“Mrs. Allen, what you mean is, actually,

for so many years, so when it came to this crucial

herself unable to speak

her mouth to speak,

take her hand. “Have you

Aver

Olsen

Mrs. Allen voiced this

fall

was her

Was that possible?

confusion, and

crowded into her heart,

mixture of emotions.

almost too much

believe.

as if she were dreaming…

“Ssss…”

and Keira turned to

“Frankie, does it

bewildered eyes, he

“It hurts.”

174 it’s True