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!"

knew

"..."

up, the girl still looked like she'd go

would calling the

girl up for a few

a nearby convenience store and walked in. She grabbed

don't

was cold and

froze mid-scan,

said we're not selling

may be a small business, but even I know better

Keira clenched her jaw.

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

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

Keira was stunned.

heard that this generation was increasingly

talking about, but facing it

evil forces, and she appreciated their love for their country. If someone else were in her

her lips and walked out

that Miss Olsen, who supports a known traitor, was refused service when trying to buy tissues. This incident has stirred up strong

paused, then

"Don't run, you traitor!"

people began following her, seemingly ready to take things

picked

hurt anyone, but her patience had its limits. If these people pushed her any

and inhaling the familiar scent,

gaze, I saw

stern, yet his eyes burned

forget that we had broken up. I clung to the hem of his shirt as if it were a

around my waist, asking, "Are

wave of

me, and it felt as though I was lifted off the ground, hearing only the sounds of kicks and punches

of a movie,

someone, the

military background, his prowess was

but recall what Conrad had mentioned before, about the leader of Club Q being targeted. I hadn't considered Ernest before, but seeing his overwhelming strength now made it a possibility. If it really was him, his future

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