My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 878: Chapter 877

Editor: Henyee Translations

Keira and Lewis followed Scarlet back to her home.

Scarlet’s house wasn’t just a house—it was a full-blown estate, complete with staff bustling around like clockwork.

Keira and Scarlet shared one car, while Lewis was sent off to ride with the security team. The assistant sat up front in the passenger seat, glancing occasionally at the rearview mirror where the two girls were chatting like old friends.

Keira was usually quiet, but Scarlet had clearly decided she’d found a kindred spirit. She chattered nonstop, her words tumbling out in a rush.

Gone was the bratty, bossy girl they’d met earlier. Now she was all smiles and affection, calling Keira "Dear Norma" every other sentence like they were childhood besties.

Keira listened with half an ear, her gaze drifting out the window at the passing scenery.

The last time she’d come to the South family’s place, she’d been locked up in her foster mother’s house and hadn’t gotten a good look at anything. Now, as they drove through the area, she finally took it all in—and realized just how different this city was.

Everything here felt... advanced. Not just modern, but refined. Polished. Mechanized in the way only the best-designed cities could be.

The cars on the road moved in smooth, coordinated lines. The buildings looked brand new, their glass facades gleaming. And everyone on the sidewalks seemed genuinely happy, their faces lit with easy smiles.

You didn’t even see beggars on the street. Everyone had a job—or if

nonexistent here. Apart from the South family sitting high up on their throne, everyone else was treated as

one looked down on anyone else just because of what they did for

It felt... surreal.

it up. Even the waitstaff

too good to be

pulled into the driveway, Keira had nearly forgotten where they were headed. The car rolled

Scarlet, did you get into it with Miss Lena again? Your

tattle. Can’t they come up

as she grumbled, she stepped neatly out of the car,

entered the massive living room, Scarlet turned and whispered, "Okay, just a heads-up. My dad can be... intense. Kind of a control freak.

quite agree. A man who could forgive her

Then she saw him.

His hair was perfectly slicked back, his posture impeccable. There was a sternness to him, etched deep in the

someone used to

at least a little.

a cursory glance, then