My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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Brian was stunned, and he stared at the man in disbelief. "What did you just say?"

Even Holly was at a loss for words.

Luke frowned.

The man immediately rushed forward, handing them his phone.

On the screen was a video of Professor Barry Brandt being interviewed, specifically the part where he mentioned old Mr. Sims.

"Mr. Sims came to me and asked, 'Are you willing to dedicate twenty years of your life for your country?' We set up a massive operation, a plan so intricate it fooled everyone! Now people are calling him a spy because he funded me, and I gave him money… Yes, I did send him money, but it was because I wanted to transfer my earnings from overseas back home. Under the guise of purchasing domestic advanced technology, I wired the money to him and tricked everyone. I'm back now—not only to clear my name but to clear Mr. Sims' as well!"

The weight of the interview hit everyone like a tidal wave.

In the Special Division, every door opened, and people flooded into the hallway, gathering around Brian.

He stood there, frozen, staring in shock toward the room where old Mr. Sims was being held.

The rest of the Special Division members followed his gaze…

was so overwhelmed she could barely hold

Her grandfather was innocent!

room. The Special Division had posted guards outside his room to prevent any attempt at escape, but

forward, intending to head to Mr. Sims' room himself, but suddenly someone ran

in surprise, then

usually only seen on television. The two had

into the Special Division building, grabbing Brian by the arm as soon

shock, barely able to process

quickly turned and pointed toward Mr. Sims' room, but before he could say anything, Professor Brandt was already moving

the members of the Special Division,

Inside, Holly was crying.

for a moment, straightened his jacket, then pushed

held there for some time now, and the Special Division had made sure to block out all the

was dark. When the door swung open, the sudden flood of light was overwhelming, and old Mr. Sims

light from the doorway was blinding, like a path leading out of

Mr. Sims hesitated, then gently patted Holly, who was still sobbing into his lap. "Holly, help

her tears and helped

way to the

the professor was still in the prime of his life, while eighty-year-old Mr. Sims represented

decades, gazed at each other as if reuniting after a long-lost friendship. There was nothing but deep, unspoken emotion in