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.

had paid

that Mrs. Olsen casually helped Keira enroll.

Poppy began instructing Keira daily to follow Isla around as a little attendant, saying it was repay

about any repayment; when she helped Keira, it was just because she felt

that she had done her duty by

Keira.

spent educating Isla, she would

child

grade, she came first in the entire grade and returned home with her report card, not

it and was so jealous that she

cry.

girl didn’t know how to hide her feelings. Isla cried so sadly and asked her, “Mommy, am I not even as good as an

time, Mrs. Olsen had only urged

harder.

Olsen saw it and even wanted to intervene, but remembering Isla’s tearful face, like that of a crying kitten, she ultimatel swallowed

And then…

school, Mrs.

staying there, caught between heartache

ATTO

leaving her unsure

face Keira.

And then what?

Mrs. Olsen

added worry.

stirred her emotions so much; all she thought about was the

dreaming that Keira was calling her

years, she had had no news from

about her but feared that Isla would be jealous and create a commotion, so she had been restraining herself…

response was always! “Why should you care

as to why Poppy was

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

anything.”

was cold-blooded and selfish!

finally understood, how could there

world who really hated her own child?!

unkind to her was

She was!

and her eyes filled

tears!

agitated emotions, came over, and asked, “Mrs. Olsen, what’s wrong?

something she

acknowledge that she’d ignored her pas suffering, to admit that her negligence led to Keira enduring many years of hardship…

got stuck in her throat.

was noise at the

PP

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