My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Keira and Lewis quickly arrived at the Cobb residence.

It wasn't that they couldn't explain things over the phone; face-to-face, they felt they could pick up on more clues.

Oh, and Erin, the little shadow, was tagging along.

As she munched on pistachios, she looked at Lewis and asked, "Aren't you supposed to be investigating the truth behind the car accident? Why are you here today?"

Yesterday, Lewis hadn't come because he wanted to keep his distance from Keira while he set up surveillance to see if anyone from the South family was approaching. He even deployed a drone, ready to spot a fly buzzing into the Cobb household.

Today, it was supposed to be another coordinated effort, yet Lewis insisted on coming along.

Lewis ignored Erin.

She smirked, leaning closer. "You think I don't know what you're thinking? You're just worried someone's got their eyes on a certain someone!"

Lewis shot her a sidelong glance.

Undeterred, Erin raised her chin defiantly.

It was strange, really. Lewis had an unpredictable nature that could be quite intimidating. On the other hand, Keira always appeared calm and stunningly beautiful, yet she exuded zero hostility.

But Erin, for some reason, feared Keira more than Lewis. When Lewis shot her a glare, she stuck her tongue out in defiance. But when Keira turned to look at her, Erin immediately quieted down.

This scene…

depth flickered in Lewis's

realized the car had already parked, and they stepped into the Cobb family's

was not lounging on the couch as he usually did. Instead, he

as he opened his mouth to say something,

to

an aura like a predator marking his territory, his eyes

but then shifted it to

he turned to Keira,

her hand in greeting, but Ryan didn't acknowledge her and stepped aside. "Please,

Seriously? Did Ryan just forget

she muttered

followed

already there, her eyes red and puffy,

face. "Ms. Olsen, I can't thank you enough for yesterday. If it weren't for

"It was nothing, really. Just

in surprise at

gestured to the couch. "Ms. Olsen, please

also there, so he added, "Mr. Horton, please

perching half her body on it. With her big, bright eyes darting around, she seemed to put

infuriating; Keira felt an urge to smack

mentioned you

their gaze to

not to notice