My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Oliver glanced at Marisa and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

If Marisa could fake her behavior this well in front of Grandma, was it possible she was faking it around him, too?

But then, Oliver quickly dismissed the thought.

Sure, someone could pretend for a day, a month, maybe even a year—but no one could keep up an act for twenty-five years, could they?

Selena was twenty-three now, and Marisa had been with him for twenty-five years…

"What am I even thinking?"

Besides, he wasn't going to end up with nothing.

Not only was he fine now, but even when Grandma eventually passed, her estate would be split evenly. Just one percent of Horton Group's shares amounted to hundreds of millions—if not billions—of dollars.

With that thought, Oliver quietly left the room.

Meanwhile, Keira and Jake were discussing the future development of the company, and Jake, as if he were giving an official report, even pulled up a PowerPoint presentation for her.

He looked just like he did back in college, taking things so seriously…

Keira couldn't help but smile.

From the corner of his eye, Lewis noticed this, and his gaze deepened.

Nearby, Marisa and Selena were busy peeling grapes for old Mrs. Horton, meticulously removing the skin and seeds before handing them to her.

Old Mrs. Horton was thoroughly enjoying being pampered.

a glass of water and

He interrupted their conversation.

the glass, sipped the water, and handed it

then sat down right beside her, unusually close, and looked at the PowerPoint

a tickle near her ear. She turned her head, and her cheek brushed against Lewis's face. That's when she realized just

tried to shift away, but Lewis's arm

a

smile flashing across his face, raised

change clearly

spots on the presentation.

succinct words, Lewis pointed out the flaws in the

straightforwardness gave Jake

looked at Lewis

to feel resentful, thinking that his uncle only held his position as chairman of Horton Group because of old Mrs.

in an entry-level position

big picture? Jake used to think he could

the vast difference between him and

or four-year age gap between them, the difference in experience and vision was like

respect for

though Lewis didn't say much, there were parts that Jake couldn't

chimed in to explain whenever he seemed lost,

two of them work together like that, Jake suddenly felt like they were the moon and the sun—shining so brightly that everything else around

his attitude became

vague understanding of things, now had a crystal-clear idea

Lewis, Aunt Keira, thank you. I know what I need to