My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

100 Don't Care
The reporter glanced down at what he had stepped on but made no effort to
move.
“Miss Olsen, the picture under my foot features you and your mother, correct?
You have family, so you understand the pain of losing a loved one. Did you truly
kill the victim by mistake? Your uncle just asked you for some money. Couldn’t
you simply have refused instead of resorting to murder?”
Josh, who had arrived first on the scene, was puzzled when he heard this. He
frowned and said, “Let Miss Olsen pick up her family photo first! As a journalist,
you shouldn't be threatening someone like this...”
“Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures the reporter retorted harshly,
glaring at Josh. “A reporter shouldn't act saintly like you! She’s obviously a
murderer. For people like her, special measures should be taken. And besides,
how am I threatening? I'm just standing here asking Miss Olsen some
questions...”
He looked back at Keira. “Miss Olsen, unless you
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answer my questions, I won't move...”
Before he could finish, someone had already grabbed
his arm.
A sudden force made him stumble back uncontrollably!
Keira forcefully moved the reporter away and then bent down to pick up the
photo. Upon seeing the black footprint on it, she gave off a ferocious aura.
The reporter, having been pushed back, started shouting, “What was that? The
killer is resorting to
violence now!”
When he looked at Keira again, he was frightened by
her demeanor.
She may be slender and dressed in a comfortable, white outfit that gave an
image of delicacy, but the fierceness in her eyes right now made her look like
ghastly figure that crawled out from a bloody hell.
The reporter swallowed hard. “Look, that's the eyes of a killer! Terrifying as ever!
It must have been her who planned and executed the murder!”
“Really?”
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A cool voice slowly responded. Keira wiped the photo and picked up a shard of
glass that hadn't yet fallen from the frame. “Deliberately killing someone...it
seems capital punishment awaits regardless of whether it’s one or multiple
murders, right?”
With that said, all the reporters fell silent, stunned. They all stared at the sharp
glass shard in her hand.
Keira swept her gaze across all reporters present and eventually cast her eyes
toward the heavy landlord.
The burly, two-hundred-pound man was trembling with fear. “Wh-Wh-What are
you going to do?”
Keira pointed at the scattered luggage littering the floor. “What do you think?”
The landlord immediately stuttered out, “So-Soy...I'll clean it up for you...”
Terrified, he pushed his way through the report bent over to tidy up the scattered
items. He grab Keira’s luggage from inside, packed everything up her, and
gingerly pushed it in front of her as if tryin to ward off evil spirits. “Mi-Miss Olsen,
we've had son good years together. Let's part on good terms, alright?
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Keira dropped her gaze.
When she left the Olsen family and had nowhere to go, this landlord had indeed
rented her the place at a low price. Later, when the Olsen family stopped
providing living expenses, she failed to pay the rent on time twice, and the
landlord didn’t evict her.
Considering that, Keira decided not to make a fuss with the landlord.
She pushed the suitcase and prepared to leave.
Unable to stop her, the encircling reporters merely watched as she went toward
the staircase, where she met with Poppy, who had just been released from jail.
if
Poppy glared at her fiercely, barking out sharply, “Keira Olsen, you still dare to
fight other people? Come you dare, stab me right in the heart! You killed yo
uncle, so just go ahead and kill your mother too! Ungrateful creature! How did I
ever give birth to s
a creature?!”
As she shouted, she charged toward Keira, grabbing her arm and, heedless of
the glass in Keira’s hand, started wailing to the reporters.
“Her uncle only onked her for noma manau right? lan’t
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it natural for her to help out, given she’s a Ph.D. now and surely has money? She
was raised by me, so she owes me debts of gratitude! How could she have killed
her own uncle? She's a beast!”
“I gave birth to you and raised you. You owe me for that! Why did you kill your
uncle? You're an animal!”
Poppy sobbed and continued to hit Keira.
Keira clenched her fists and sneered. “Didn't I make myself clear before? I got
married, cleared the way for Isla, and we're squared off now. What's the matter?
Did you lose your memory?”
Poppy, however, denied everything through her tears. “Squared off? Your blood is
mine, and I gave birth to you! you're my daughter forever! Everyone, look at this
heartless daughter. Now that she’s successful, she despises me for being a
mistress and wants to cut t
with me!
“I might be a mistress and couldn't afford you a good living environment, but
even dogs know not to despise a poor home, and no children should despise
their mother! Aren’t you aware of that? I gave birth to you, so I'm the one who
gave you this life! If you want to
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cut ties with me, go ahead, but first, give me your life! Compensate for your
uncle's death!”
After saying this, she grabbed the glass shard in Keira’s hand and pulled it out
with all her might, intending to stab Keira in the chest!
Keira reacted promptly and pushed her back, striking her right in the chest.
Poppy stumbled backward, crashing into the wall behind, but she managed to
wrestle away the glass shard. The glass cut her hand, and blood flowed out.
She screamed. “Help! My own daughter murdered her uncle, and now she’s
trying to kill me, her own mother! Someone call the police! Don't let her escape!”
The group of reporters, seeing that Keira was disarmed, found their courage
again. They flocked
around Keira once more.
“You've killed your own uncle and now you've injure your own mother. Do you
even have a heart?”
“Is it because your family is poor, which is why you treat your uncle and mother
so poorly?”
“Judging by the way you treat your mother, we suspect
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that
you really did accidentally kill your uncle. Or could it be that you saw the steel bar
behind him and deliberately pushed him?”
“The force required to push someone onto a steel bar, skewering them to death,
much be very considerable. Why do you hate your uncle so much?”
The tricky questions from the reporters came one after another, causing Keira’s
gaze to grow even
colder.
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A hint of shadow flashed in her eyes,
and she abruptly changed the topic.
uw ,
Why? Why haven't any of you
inquired as to why my dear cousin
would give me letter of
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All of the reporters were left momentarily speech by her counter-question.
Keira turned to leave, but the reporters didn’t make way for her.
If that was the case, then she had no choice but to take
action!
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She flexed her wrists, and Josh
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immediately shouted, “Miss Olsen, all
these cameras are rolling. Please,
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Keira understood his warning.
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If she attacked them, regardless of
the truth, she would be branded as a
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But... So what?
She's never cared for public opinion!
Keira let out a wicked smile.
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