My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

678 Chapter 677

Jake instinctively moved to shield Keira from the oncoming milk tea. But as soon as he stepped in front of her, someone yanked his arm, and the next thing he knew, Keira was the one standing in front of him.

Thud!

Before the drink could reach her, Keira kicked it away. Still, since it was a liquid, some of it splashed out, landing on her arm.

Jake froze, then chuckled to himself.

He'd done it again—forgotten that Keira wasn't just any ordinary girl…

Most girls in a situation like this would look for protection, but Keira never needed that.

She was strong and confident.

Even back in college, she was often the subject of gossip, but she never cared.

She never punished herself for other people's mistakes.

Suddenly, Jake realized it wasn't that she was too strong; it was that he wasn't good enough, not worthy to stand in front of her.

For Keira, it was just about keeping things even. Business was business—she genuinely believed in Jake's potential. But personally? She didn't want anything more to do with him.

Keira felt a bit grossed out as the sticky liquid rolled down her arm. She had a mild case of OCD, so she immediately frowned and turned to look at the girl who had thrown the drink.

The culprit was a young woman, and she glared back at Keira with righteous indignation. The moment Keira looked at her, she yelled, "What're you looking at? Yeah, I threw it! If you've got guts, call the cops on me! Go ahead! My parents were scientists who died at the hands of foreign spies. I despise traitors more than anything!"

The girl's eyes were bloodshot, and tears welled up as she spoke.

Nearby, others pulled out their phones, recording the scene.

"Serves you right for helping people you shouldn't. You deserve it! Don't worry, sweetie; if you go to the police, we'll all go with you! We're backing you up!"

"What's she got to complain about? Even if she calls the cops, no one's gonna care, believe me!"

The girl then addressed the crowd. "Thank you all for your support, but I'll take responsibility. I threw it, so if she calls the cops, they can arrest me. A few days in jail won't change my mind—I still think she's trash!"

"She doesn't even deserve milk tea! Next time, someone should throw something nastier at her!"

"Garbage! A disgrace to society!"

decent enough, but who knew she'd be such

"..."

everyone backing her up, the girl still looked like she'd go down fighting. Shaking off the milk tea from her

calling the cops

for a few days and give her

walked in. She

don't sell to

was cold

mid-scan,

not selling anything

may be a small business, but even I know better than

Keira clenched her jaw.

and said, "Aren't you worried I'll report you

selling to you!" The cashier sneered. "Anyone in bed with a traitor like that scumbag isn't any better. I may just be an ordinary citizen, but I know that a strong country is the only way to protect the life we enjoy.

Keira was stunned.

heard that this

talking about, but

evil forces, and she appreciated their love

lips and walked out of the

tipped us off that Miss Olsen, who supports a known traitor, was refused service

then

"Don't run, you traitor!"

of people began following her, seemingly ready to take things

frowned and picked up

anyone, but her patience had its limits. If these people pushed her any further, she wouldn't just stand there and

me and inhaling the

my gaze, I saw

burned with intense concern as he looked

no clue how he found me here, but seeing him eased my fear instantly, making me forget that

his arms around my waist, asking,

wave of crude insults

it felt as though I was

out of a

Ernest stand up for someone, the way he was single-handedly taking down a group

background, his

Club Q being targeted. I hadn't considered Ernest before, but seeing his overwhelming strength now made it a possibility. If it really was

had grounded the last of them and stood