My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 99 - 99: Group Photo

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Frankie texted back. “Okay.”

Mrs. Allen saw the group message and looked at Mr. Allen with a mixed feeling of laughter and tears. “You’re unbelievable… Mrs. Olsen has raised her daughter for so many years. How could she mistake her for someone else? You must have remembered wrong, it’s been so many years!”

Mr. Allen chuckled. “I indeed can’t recall Lady South’s appearance that well. After all, I haven’t seen her for more than twenty years. As for whether Miss Olsen looks like her or not, we’ll know after seeing the photo, won’t we?”

Mrs. Allen wanted to say something more, but a photo was sent over.

Mr. Allen opened it right away, then seemed a bit disappointed. “This photo is way too old. It’s not only distorted but also blurred. I can’t tell anything!”

Mrs. Allen also had a careful look, “It’s indeed distorted. I think you’re overthinking it!”

Mr. Allen sighed.

At this moment, Frankie sent a message in the chat group. “There are photo restoration services available now. Dad, do you want me to take it there to have it restored?”

Mr. Allen’s eyes sparkled. “Sure.”

Mrs. Allen saw his persistence and was somewhat helpless. “Sure, but remember, photo restoration takes some time. Wait until the restored photo comes out, then you can observe it carefully.”

The couple shared a smile.

At night, Rebecca reluctantly said goodbye to Keira. “Are you sure you don’t need me to have dinner with you? It’s rather lonely eating alone.”

Keira gave a slight smile. “That’s alright.”

Someone said to her when he was leaving that he would come back to keep her company.

After the Allen family left, this VIP ward finally became quiet again.

Keira checked the time and saw it was already six in the evening.

Footsteps were heard outside the door, and she looked up immediately. An expectation she didn’t even notice was on her face.

“Creak.”

The door opened.

Tom walked in, and Keira looked past him, trying to find that tall figure, but there was no one else.

Keira was slightly stunned.

Tom cleared his throat, then said, “Miss Olsen, uh, Mr. Horton is busy tonight and can’t come, so he asked me to bring dinner for you.”

Keira’s eyes dimmed a little, and she nodded, “Okay, thank you.”

The next day, Keira prepared to be discharged from the hospital.

She didn’t bring much when she was hospitalized, so discharge was a simple affair.

Looking out the window from the ward, she indeed saw a few stubborn journalists carrying their cameras, squatting outside.

Keira raised her eyebrows. She didn’t make a big deal, nor wait for Lewis to come. She just informed the bodyguard sent by the Horton family and left quietly through the back door.

She took a taxi and returned to the rundown neighborhood where she had rented a place.

After getting out of the car with a mask on, she arrived at her front door.

Just as she was about to take out her key, someone suddenly sprung from the stairwell. “Miss Olsen, are you completely cured? Why didn’t you turn yourself into the police station then?”

Keira took a closer look and found it was Josh again.

He was indeed persistent and clever.

Knowing that it was hard to see her in the guarded hospital, he ran to her flat instead…

Keira was displeased. “How do you know my address?”

Josh pointed the camera at her and started talking, “Miss Olsen, the internet nowadays is very advanced. Some good-hearted people have already exposed your address online, so don’t think you can evade the law!”

Keira let out a cold laugh. The so-called “good-hearted people” must be Isla!

Josh took another step forward. “Looking at your complexion, you seem to be fine. Please answer my question.”

Keira said indifferently, “The case hasn’t been solved yet, so please trust the police’s judgment. I don’t have any more comments for the rest.”

After she finished, she opened the door.

Josh immediately tried to stop her from entering.

Keira warned him. “Josh, trespassing is illegal. Even newsgathering by journalists must follow legal procedures! Are you sure you want to block the doorway and stop me from going in?”

Josh was stunned.

Keira turned elegantly and stepped into the door…

Yet the next second, she halted.

The room was a total mess, and all her belongings were stuffed into big boxes. The potbellied middle-aged landlord glared at her. “You came just in time. Take your stuff and leave. I’m not renting out this house anymore!”

Keira was startled. “Why?”

“Why?” The chubby landlord said impatiently, “My home address has been exposed online. If I continue to rent this house to you, a murderer, how could I sell this house in the future? I’m afraid it’ll become a haunted house! You’re moving out now!”

His face was shaking as he spoke, looking quite fierce and intimidating.

Keira’s chin tightened, and she said coldly, “The police haven’t convicted me. How have I become a murderer?”

The chubby landlord sneered. “Everyone on the internet knows what happened. You just want to evade punishment!

“I see. So netizens now have the final say on who is breaking the law and who isn’t? Then what are the police and law for?”

Keira’s sharp words left the chubby landlord speechless.

Although he was at fault, he became furious. He picked up Keira’s stuff from the floor and threw it out of the door. “This is my house. I can decide not to rent it! Since you’re so insensitive and refuse to leave, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Bang!

The cardboard box fell on the ground outside, and everything was scattered onto the ground.

The chubby landlord blocked the doorway with his sturdy body. “Take your stuff and get out! My house won’t be rented to people like you!”

Keira’s eyes flashed with a fierce light!

She intended to make a move on the landlord, but suddenly, she caught sight of a photo of her and Mrs. Olsen among the things scattered on the ground…Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

It was a photo taken on her thirteenth birthday when she and Mrs. Olsen were together. This photo had been with her for almost ten years!

Now, the frame was broken, and the shards of glass had punctured the photo.

Keira immediately turned around, intending to pick it up…

But then footsteps echoed in the corridor as seven or eight journalists suddenly appeared. They crowded the small stairwell, forcing Keira into a corner.

“Miss Olsen, why did you apply for bail?”

“There’s ample evidence. It’s quite obvious that it was manslaughter. Why don’t you admit your crime?”

“Are you planning to flee abroad?”

“The deceased was your uncle. He died right in front of you. Don’t you feel any guilt at all?”

“You gave the son of the deceased money. What’s your motive? Guilt and compensation? Or buying forgiveness with money?”

Keira ignored their questions and tried to pick up the photo, but the journalists rushed forward like a swarm of bees, and one of them stomped heavily on the photo!!

A moment of intense fierceness flashed in Keira’s eyes!

She slowly raised her head, her eyes ruthless, and coldly spat out, “Out of my way..”