How I Accidentally Married a Billionaire

Chapter 44: Chapter 44

Keira Olsen’s identity wasn’t really a secret.

She didn’t intend to hide it from Group A.

As long as it wasn’t widely publicized, it could avoid unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, when Jalen Riley sensed something was amiss, she straightforwardly admitted it.

After she said this, Jalen Riley was stunned.

He looked at Keira Olsen dumbfounded.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter, “You’re quite funny.”

Keira Olsen: ?

Jalen Riley said, “I may not have met Dr. South, but I know that an academic talent like Dr. South must be at least in their forties. Don’t think you can fool me.”

Keira Olsen twitched the corner of her mouth, “I really am.”

“Heh, you think saying that can cover up my guess?” Jalen Riley examined her from head to toe, frowning, “You couldn’t possibly be… having an affair with Samuel Morgan, could you?”

Keira Olsen: “…Your imagination is really rich!”

What on earth is all this!

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Jalen Riley frowned and advised her, “Don’t get involved in such things, okay? If it gets out, it’s embarrassing for everyone, and it’s not right. I look down on cheaters… If you’re a decent person and you truly don’t love your husband, then divorce him before remarrying…”

As he was speaking, he suddenly felt a shiver down his spine, as if there was a murderous aura!

He turned around and saw Lewis Horton stride out, his profound gaze as cold as millennia-old ice, making him feel chilled to the bone.

Jalen Riley was even more baffled, “Cousin, did business not go well for you today?”

Lewis Horton withdrew his gaze, “So noisy.”

Jalen Riley: “…”

Keira Olsen realized that Jalen Riley, this fearless playboy, was most fearful of his cousin.

At that moment, a flashy yellow sports car pulled up in front of them. Samuel Morgan whistled at her, “Old… Miss Olsen, I just picked up the car. Want a ride?”

He couldn’t wait to show off to the boss!

Thinking about the boss’s driving speed… he wanted to make the boss scream!

Keira Olsen understood the meaning in his eyes and was about to refuse when Lewis Horton suddenly spoke up, his voice deep, “Shouldn’t be on your way.”

Samuel Morgan laughed, “Wherever she goes, I’m on the way!”

“…”

Keira Olsen was somewhat speechless and instinctively looked towards Jalen Riley—sure enough, the suspicion in his eyes had grown.

She didn’t notice that Lewis Horton’s face had turned even darker.

The man looked at her, his sharp brow and eyes slightly furrowed, and he advised softly, “Don’t get into a stranger’s car after drinking.”

Keira Olsen raised an eyebrow and looked at Samuel Morgan, “I’ll ride with Mr. Horton instead.”

“Fine.”

Samuel Morgan hung his head, seemingly having lost interest, “Then I’m off first.”

“Vroom…” The sports car revved and quickly disappeared in front of the building.

Only then did Lewis Horton’s black Bentley slowly approach.

The extended version of the Bentley looked solid, much safer than the frail sports car.

Tom Davis rushed over to open the car door.

Lewis Horton gestured for Keira Olsen to get in first, then he followed suit.

When Jalen Riley was about to get in, he was stopped, “Don’t you have a car?”

Jalen Riley, “I drank today.”

“Oh.” Lewis Horton replied indifferently, “Then you can call a designated driver.”

Jalen Riley: ??

What happened to not getting into random cars after drinking!

The car door closed, and the Bentley mercilessly drove off, leaving Jalen Riley behind.

The car smoothly made its way down the road.

Outside the car window, the mottled neon lights streamed into the vehicle, and Lewis Horton’s gaze swept past the girl beside him.

The streetlights cast a hazy glow on her delicate features.

For a moment, Lewis Horton lost his focus and suddenly spoke up, “Miss Olsen, could you help me change my bandages?”

Keira Olsen was startled by his words. She slowly lifted her eyelids, turned her head to look at him, and asked with a hint of surprise, “…Now?”

“Yes,” Lewis Horton nodded. “If we wait to change them at the hospital, grandmother will feel distressed.”

So that was why.

Keira Olsen breathed a quiet sigh of relief, “Okay.”

The man took off his clothes and turned his back to her.

Keira Olsen turned on the overhead light in the car and looked at him.

This was the second time she saw his bare upper body; unexpectedly, the guy looked slim in clothes, but his physique was so good without them—his proportionate muscles exuded a vigorous sense of power…

She focused her attention on the wound. No new blisters had formed. The metabolism of a young man’s body was indeed fast.

She sighed, took out gauze and ointment from the medical kit, helped him change the medication, and then held the gauze, ready to wrap it around his wound.

Kneeling in the back seat, she reached around Lewis Horton’s body, and as she was about to retract her hand…

“Whoa!”

The sudden lane change made Keira Olsen fall onto Lewis Horton, her face brushing against the man’s shoulder.

Lewis Horton braced his arm slightly, steadying their bodies.

But then he felt the girl behind him embrace him, her soft hands instinctively grabbing onto his chest, which caused his body to tense up immediately.

Next, he felt soft lips lightly pressing against his shoulder…

The man’s breath hitched, feeling that patch of skin become sensitive, as if a thousand ants had been born there, crawling densely to his limbs…

Lewis Horton’s body stiffened, his brain blank for a moment.

Keira Olsen noticed his odd reaction, thinking she might have pressed on his wound. As soon as she steadied her body, she immediately pushed away from him and asked anxiously, “Mr. Horton, does your wound hurt?”

Her words finally brought back his voice. His tone was hoarse as he said, “It’s nothing.”

Keira Olsen then relaxed and continued to wrap the gauze properly around him.

Lewis Horton quickly put his clothes back on, sitting there expressionlessly. He only felt the car was claustrophobic, the oxygen somewhat insufficient, and the heat oppressive.

Thinking of those two hands and the residual touch on his shoulder… he loosened his tie.

When the car arrived at the hospital and had just stopped, he suddenly opened the car door, rushed out, and headed upstairs without looking back.

Keira Olsen leisurely climbed out, watched as he left with a dark expression, and couldn’t help but turn to Tom Davis, “How badly did he lose out during the negotiations tonight that he’s so upset?”

Tom Davis felt like rolling his eyes.

The acquisition deal tonight cost a billion less than the budget; the boss was happy, okay?

But he didn’t say much, just jogged to catch up with Lewis Horton.

Keira Olsen shook her head slightly, ready to head upstairs when a shifty shadow suddenly sprang up in front of her, leering, “My dear niece!”

It was Uncle Finley Hill.

He looked at the Bentley luxury car behind her and then back at the departing Lewis Horton, his eyes rolling around, “Mr. Horton really values you. Did he give you any money?”

Keira Olsen squinted her eyes, then suddenly smiled, “Of course, not only Mr. Horton, but Old Mrs. Horton also gave me some.”

Finley Hill’s eyes instantly lit up.

Keira Olsen slowly said, “Oh, and about the truth you mentioned last time, name your price.”

Finley Hill was taken aback.

He earnestly said, “I can only make money from you on this truth, so you need to pay up before I give it to you.”

Keira Olsen started using her phone.

In a short while, Finley Hill’s phone rang with a bank notification of a deposit of two hundred thousand.

Finley Hill was overjoyed.

Keira Olsen said, “That’s a down payment. I have another two million here. Once you tell me, it’s all yours. Of course, I have to judge first whether your truth is worth this money.”

“It’s worth it, definitely worth it! This matter concerns you!” Finley Hill, afraid of losing his windfall, hurriedly said, “I’ll tell you right now!”