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

so much like

stunned in place.

couldn’t be, could

had fantasized countless times that Mrs. Olsen

was b

it be that

was now

look at

herself

That hurt…

was a sensation of pain.

Keira, why are you pinching

my brother! It hurts less than to pinch yourself!”

Frankie was speechless.

His brow twitched.

at Mr. Allen. “Uncle Allen, Aunt Allen, what

agitated emotions, so he coughed and looked

Allen drew closer to her and

smart kid, so I won’t beat around

want to ask you, have you ever suspected that you aren’t

on you, I really can’t understand a mother’s

Keira frowned.

not have

police conducted a DNA test upon her return to

that wasn’t right.

wasn’t until after the results confirmed her as the mother that Poppy was allowed to

sample really Poppy’s?

clenched her fists, “Mrs. Allen, what you mean is,

was a dream she couldn’t realize for so

to speak it out

mouth to speak, she heard Mrs.

take her hand. “Have you

Aver

Mrs. Olsen is your mother?”

this response,

to fall

Olsen was

Was that possible?

and other complex

suddenly crowded into her heart, leaving

a mixture

was almost too much to

believe.

if she were

“Ssss…”

hiss came from beside her, and Keira turned to see Frankie frowning and holding his

“Frankie, does

a face, but looking into Keira’s bewildered eyes, he pursed

“It hurts.”

174 it’s True