My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

"Stop!"

The voice sounded heavenly as a chorus to Jenkins. She turned around and saw Keira staring at Susan.

Jenkins's eyes teared up. "Miss Olsen, I didn't do it. It wasn't me..."

Susan looked toward Keira. "Keera, what's wrong? I'm doing this to force the formula out of her mouth to save Uncle Olsen's life. As his biological daughter, you're not going to stop me, are you?"

Keira fixed her gaze on Susan. "Jenkins might be innocent."

"You know it's just a 'might,' right? What if she's the one who poisoned him?"

Susan spread her hands. "There's a saying, 'Better to kill by mistake than to miss an enemy!' Uncle Olsen is lying on the bed right now, his life hanging by a thread, and you, his daughter, seem so unconcerned."

She turned to look at Peter. "This is what happens with daughters not raised by your side... they're not close..."

Keira frowned even more.

Peter took the vase from her hands. "Regardless, questioning Jenkins is fine, but if you smash her with this vase, wouldn't that kill her?"

Susan said, "Without threatening her like this, how could a trained person like her possibly tell the truth so easily?"

Peter said, "But still, you can't..."

Susan cut him off. "Mercy to an enemy is cruelty to oneself."

Peter was left speechless yet again.

Keira didn't bother with Susan but instead turned to the butler. "Jenkins, indeed, is a suspect, so find a room and lock her up. We'll talk after I investigate the scene."

The butler nodded; her request was quite reasonable. Susan wanted to say more, but Keira watched her warily. "The Olsen family is a respectable household. We do not allow private torture chambers, nor do we allow confessions under duress!"

Intimidated by her, Susan pursed her lips and said no more.

The butler hurriedly pulled Jenkins out the door, took her to an unoccupied guest room on the third floor, and then locked the door from the outside.

Jenkins's eyes were red. "Sir, it really wasn't me."

"I know, you're a good kid. How could it be you? Plus, I've thoroughly investigated your background, and you don't have the slightest suspicion... Just wait here. Miss Olsen isn't the type to apply extrajudicial

Jenkins nodded. "Okay."

butler was gone, Jenkins paced back and forth in the

...

away, Uncle Olsen's room was still

present, their faces etched with concern. Seeing this moved

atmosphere of the Olsen family was

inheritance, yet the bonds within the Olsen

side until the doctor repeatedly assured them that Uncle Olsen would be alright until the seventh

was overrun with too many members of the Olsen family. Even though seating was available for those who stayed, the air

to leave,

asked, "Tell me, what

She ended with a self-reproachful tone. "I didn't expect the South family to be so difficult to deal with. Their

This is your home, and we are your family... But tell me, is it the same Fox who tampered with

should be the same

"There's still time. Let's think it through. Uncle has always been very fond of your mother. If we

knew what he said

she still

issue was... what about the DNA test

fine if they could find a way to stop the arranged marriage between the Martin family and Vera. Even if they couldn't find one,

united in marriage, they would become opposing factions, so adding a bit more hatred

she had put herself on

"Do you think we can find old Mr. Martin's daughter within two days? Could that calm his rage enough to give

If we really can

looked toward Lewis,

him the

one look and was flabbergasted. "What can we see from this? How can we find her? There's practically

deep breath, "I know someone

was indeed