My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 15 – Going to the Horton Residence

House One Manor of Oceanion was quite legendary.

It sat halfway up a hill with the whole community sprawling across three thousand acres, and Horton’s old house bathed in over two thousand acres.

The rest were a few dozen small villas that dotted around the Horton property.

It was the most famous rich district in Oceanion.

Keira assumed the elderly lady lived in one of those small villas; it never crossed her mind that this could be the Horton house.

She replied to a message. “That’s alright. We’re already in a taxi.”

The elderly lady looked tired and was dozing off as soon as she got into the car.

The taxi winded its way on a broad and well-maintained mountain road before entering House One Manor and dropped them at the location specified by the GPS.

Keira looked up at a grandeur black gate, which was carved with antique patterns, and hesitated. “Grandma, is this your home?”

The elderly lady, still half-asleep, looked dazed. “Granddaughter-in-law, I can’t remember.”

Keira was speechless.

She messaged “Grandson”. “I think we might have taken the wrong turn.”

“Grandson” replied, “Stay put. I’ll be right there.”

As they drove in, Keira noticed that even the nearest house was a five-minute drive away; it wasn’t wise to wander around.

She helped the elderly lady to a stone bench nearby to sit.

Suddenly, a BMW X7 pulled up in front of them.

Isla and Poppy got out of the back seat and marched toward them.

Poppy’s brows furrowed in anger, and she cried out, “Keira? It really is you! What are you doing here?”

here today as Isla’s nanny. She spotted a young woman lingering in front

glanced at the tightly closed gate of the Horton house. “Keira, are you back to pestering

occasion is? Leave immediately! If you

was really sick of

a conflict, so she swallowed her impatience and tried

“Isn’t this your husband’s grandma? She can’t possibly live

“Why can’t she? Did your family build this

Isla was speechless.

sneered. “What are you pretending for? Can your poor husband’s grandma

thing, tell me, which

as Keira was about to say something, the elderly woman suddenly stood up. “I remembered! I

grabbed Keira’s hand and began to head

gate was still

steps when Isla spoke. “Keira, after all that, you’re using the old

paused and fixed her gaze ahead

a vague suspicion upon seeing the grandeur

the polite “Grandson” from WhatsApp, with the

old woman remembered

to double-check, Poppy lunged over, reaching out to grab the old woman. “You shameless old hag, how dare you try to

was taken aback. She managed to shield the elderly woman, and with one hand

old and frail and could not stand any form of rough

ungrateful wretch, to think that you would hurt your own mother for this old woman! I’ll

retorted instantly, “My granddaughter-in-law is

gives you a cut? Or is your family just naturally into this kind of stuff? You must have served a lot of men in your youth, you

“Shut up!!”

blurted out, hurriedly checking

insulted like this, the

body beginning to shake uncontrollably, and she

helped her up,

for breath and couldn’t form a

her pocket, but upon opening the bottle, she realized that it was

Her pupils contracted.

unless absolutely necessary. It would be best to give her

look at the grand gate. The Horton House

they were neighbors, and

her, “Don’t

Isla grabbed her arm forcefully. “Keira, stop it! It was tolerable when you acted pitiful to buy clothes, but how could you deliberately provoke the Horton family?