My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

178 Keira, Don’t Go

Mrs. Olsen’s pupils contracted. ”

She stared at Keira from behind, saying, “…Keira!”

Keira, who was walking away, halted in her tracks, turned around, and looked at Mrs. Olsen with

confusion.

Mrs. Olsen’s mouth trembled as she looked at her.

Her mind was filled with memories of the young Keira hiding in a corner, secretly watching her.

She had seen her every time…

But because of Isla, and because of Keira’s special identity, she had never approached the little girl.

She had witnessed Poppy beating Keira countless times, and each time she stopped herself from intervening, only stepping in to help when Keira’s life. was in danger and she couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

She had always held an inexplicable fondness for Keira, thinking it was because Taylor was good to Isla, so she wanted to be good to Taylors daughter…

But she had always suppressed this fondness, afraid of making Isla jealous or sad.

But as it turned out, Keira was her daughter!

At this moment, all the scenes of Poppy abusing Keira flashed through her mind like a passing glance…

She thought of how the newborn Keira nearly starved to death in the room, and it was she who found her in time and fed her a few mouthfuls of milk…

The tiny infant had grasped her finger, her softness instantly melting Mrs. Olsen’s heart.

From then on, she couldn’t harbor any resentment

toward the child.

Poppy had hung her head low, playing the obedient part, claiming she couldn’t produce enough milk and the baby was allergic to formula.

Mrs. Olsen had believed it to be true and even bought

goat milk formula.

Later on, Keira had always been skinny and weak, rummaging through the trash for food. When Taylor told her to ignore this illegitimate daughter, she couldn’t stand it and gave Keira the leftover cake that

was bought for Isla.

She began leaving snacks regularly on the stone table in the park behind their house.

Keira grew up on those snacks!

When Isla was three years old, as she took her to the international bilingual kindergarten, she could always feel a pair of longing eyes from the half-window of the basement watching them.

paid them no

elementary school that Mrs. Olsen casually helped Keira enroll.

follow Isla around as a little

helped Keira, it was just because she felt the child

that she had done her duty by

Keira.

time she spent educating Isla, she would speak a

the child exceptionally intelligent.

in first grade, she came first in the entire grade

it and was so jealous that she started

cry.

sadly and

time, Mrs. Olsen had only urged her to work

harder.

forbade the girl to come first anymore, Mrs. Olsen saw it and even wanted to intervene, but remembering Isla’s tearful face, like that of

And then…

Keira needed to move out for middle school, Mrs. Olsen was actually in favor

to continue staying there,

ATTO

status opposition leaving her unsure of

face Keira.

And then what?

Mrs. Olsen found herself with an

added worry.

she thought about was the

those years, dreaming that Keira was calling her “Mommy”…

had no news from Keira.

would be jealous and

response was always! “Why

as to why Poppy was so unkind to Keira.

kidnapped by human traffickers when she was four years old; at that time, Poppy said, “It’s just a girl; if she’s

anything.”

was cold-blooded and selfish!

she finally understood,

in the world who really hated her own child?!

reason Poppy was unkind to her was because Poppy wasn’t

She was!

thought of this, and her eyes filled

tears!

noticed her agitated emotions, came over, and asked, “Mrs. Olsen,

something she wanted to

apologize, to acknowledge that she’d ignored her pas suffering, to admit

words ultimately got stuck in

noise at

PP

usual, she was meek, but upon seeing Keira, her expression turned to disgust. “Little slut, who allowed you to come to the Olsen’s? Are you here to pester Jake again? Let me tell you, Miss Isla is the true Miss Olsen, and you’re an illegitimate daughter. You’re nothing! Don’t think just because you married into the Horton family you can do whatever you please! You owe the Olsen family for raising