My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Keira was speechless.

Wait, did Erin just casually spill a South family secret like that?

Keira stared at Erin, wanting to say something, but ultimately decided it wasn't worth the effort. Instead, she said, "So, if I make you four dishes, you'll tell me four secrets?"

"Deal!" Erin answered cheerfully, her eyes sparkling with childlike innocence. The look was so pure that Keira almost felt guilty, as if she were tricking a kid.

Keira was silent again.

She stood up and walked toward the kitchen, with Erin trailing behind.

Keira's cooking style was spontaneous. She glanced at the ingredients left in the kitchen and said, "Alright, for the first dish, I'll make you a rice bowl with braised meat."

She grabbed some pork ribs, tossed them into a clay pot, prepped everything quickly, and then looked at Erin. "First secret, start talking."

Erin didn't hesitate. "You know how the South family estate can't be found on any map? Not even on satellite images?"

Keira nodded. "Yeah, I noticed."

Erin grinned. "Well, the reason you can't find it is because the South family's land is cloaked! They've developed a kind of camouflage tech that makes their property blend seamlessly with its surroundings, so on any map or satellite image, it just looks like either land, ocean, or forest—whatever's around it."

Keira's eyes narrowed. "So which one is it? Land, ocean, or forest?"

Erin gave her a sly smile. "That's the second secret! What's the next dish?"

a live fish from the

that sounds amazing!" Erin

saw the latest news about you. Olsen Group shares took a dive, and yet you don't seem worried at all! And Lewis over

Keira's eyebrow twitched.

I'm guessing—hasn't there been word that Dr.

close to

"I'm warning you—don't

for the sake of their country. Now that they finally had the chance to come home, they

job here is to support Crera, and Crera getting stronger means I

eyes narrowed even further. "So

still six others who are eyeing you like a hawk." Erin casually

Keira frowned.

then. She immediately pulled out her phone and called Uncle Olsen. "Dad, can we pretend to

"What?" he responded, bewildered.

"Just four days."

exactly do

sounded like a threat, but they

14:41

ended the call

post something on social

Next, she dialed her master's number. "Hey,

filled with exasperation. "What mess are you stirring up this time?

someone reminded me that the better I look in

no idea that Uncle Olsen, Lewis, and her master were fiercely protective of her. Seeing those three standing by her so openly was bound to make them