My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Erin casually popped another pistachio into her mouth and spat out the shell. She glanced at Keira, puzzled. "What do you think she's trying to do? If she wants to handle Darien, why not just deal with him directly? What's the point of making him drink her family's wine?"

Erin was genuinely baffled. "I mean, why bother? Just seems like an unnecessary step."

Keira raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then smiled. "Ellie probably spent a lot of money on Darien, right?"

Erin nodded. "Well, she should get it back!"

Keira's gaze shifted to Mollie. "I bet Darien's spent quite a bit on Mollie too, maybe even transferred her some money."

"Then she should get that back, too!" Erin shot back without a second thought.

Keira calmly explained, "But that money was transferred by Darien, not Ellie. She can't use illegal means to reclaim it."

"That's her money! How's that illegal?" Erin huffed, clearly irritated, her mind still stuck on the looser ways of her upbringing abroad. Life in Crera was so tightly bound by rules and laws that she couldn't understand the restrictions. Back home, people with influence handled things in a much darker way. But here, even the most powerful had to walk the line carefully.

"Cobb family's in a special position," Keira added softly.

Erin immediately got the point and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, rules for the rich are different here. In other places, you stay far away from those at the top. But in Crera, it's the opposite—they've got to watch every step they take."

How boring.

Erin shrugged, pulling another handful of pistachios from her pocket and tossing one into her mouth. From the side, Ryan, who had been silently listening to their conversation, cast Keira a brief

him from leaving, and later on, when she'd saved his life. His expression stayed neutral, though. He adjusted his glasses and absently rubbed the prayer beads on his wrist, his eyes lowering as he

saw Ryan

bottles of wine, four people, and they'd nearly emptied both, leaving just

group lavished Darien with

to treat people!

grand for a bottle, and you don't even blink.

pride. "Of

"Drink up! Eat up! Normally, there's a limit when we

"You're the best, Darien!"

really getting the VIP

standing nearby. Grinning, she called out, "Hey, Ellie,

the words left her mouth, the others

her think

maid's daughter. Bet her stomach

Darien but was surprised when he narrowed his eyes and