My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

198 Evidence

Holly stood gasping at the top of the staircase, her voice calm and indifferent, carrying a sense of

impartiality and integrity that left no room for

favoritism.

Clad in her police uniform, her presence commanded

respect.

When Keira saw her, she was slightly taken aback.

She had just sent that recording to Holly not more than half an hour ago, how had she managed to get here so quickly?

As Keira pondered, Holly cut through the crowd of reporters, arriving in front of her.

Isla’s heart skipped a beat upon seeing her.

But then she thought she was overreacting, that not every police sighting should remind her of Connor, who should have been transferred to his cell block by that time… right?

As she was contemplating, Jake said, “Officer, what do you mean by that?”

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Holly answered, “It means that the child really isn’t yours. There’s no need to be too heartbroken over it.”

Upon hearing this, Melissa frowned. “Without

evidence, such accusations shouldn’t be made

carelessly! Officer, do you realize the impact of rumors and slander can be deadly to a family’s reputation?”

Isla seized the chance to lower her head and

weep. “Holly, I know you and Keira are good friends. You’ve been inseparable since middle school, but as a police officer, how can you be so biased! You should be seeking justice for someone like me!”

Hearing this coaxing plea, Holly frowned, and with a cold laugh, she retorted, “Who says I don’t have evidence?”

She took out her phone, opened the photo album, and held up a photo for the first branch of the family to see. “Look carefully. This is the record of Isla and Connor checking into a hotel!”

After saying this, she attempted to hand the photo to the reporters.

Isla’s pupils constricted.

Hotel check-in recorda?

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Had Connor confessed? No, it couldn’t be. It must have been discovered during the police investigation…

She clenched her fists nervously.

stunned, his disbelieving eyes turning toward

Isla.

gaze sharpened.

listen to me,

that’s a fake, it’s surely fabricated!”

then turned pleadingly toward Poppy.

was still shocked by Holly’s words. Isla

how could those two be involved with each other?!

that wasn’t

know Connor’s identity, so that’s probably why she made this mistake,

Poppy felt relieved that the child

she had this thought, she noticed Isla’s

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she rushed forward. “Officer Holly,

for Keira’s sake. But we are the ones at fault here…”

to break up the Olsen family. Back then, Mr. Olsen and I made a mistake in a moment

then I’ve worked as a nanny in the Olsen family…”

kept my distance from Mr. Olsen. Ever since she was small, I’ve been teaching this ungrateful creature to be aware of her place and not to

she shouldn’t have…

with Miss Isla, even to the point of competing

headache!

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I didn’t raise her well, and now she has started to slander Miss Isla and even collude with the police. She has become so

really shouldn’t have done this. She thought with Mr. Horton’s support, she could do whatever she wished, but as her mother, I couldn’t just stand by and watch her commit so many wrongs without discipline! I apologize to you on her behalf; I’ll

this and then hit her

a loud “bang,” the sound

was undoubtedly a confirmation

surrounding journalists were all moved, their gazes shifting toward Keira.

truth what your mother has

stated?”

you really been doing whatever you please in the Horton family after

Horton?”

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family

possibly repay kindness with ingratitude? A person

Horton, what goes around comes around. There’s a saying that karma cycles,

of the circumstances, no matter what disputes adults have, children should not be involved! And to even slander them in return… Mrs. Horton, how can you be so

questions from the journalists

they were young, and she had become

nearby, clenched her fists.

looked toward Keira

in prison when Poppy would beat Keira, she couldn’t understand how a mother could hate her own daughter

she completely understood.

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Keira, and with a piercing gaze toward the journalists, she