My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

"Amy's biological dad? Wasn't that Howard?"

Amy was Keera's child with Howard.

Keira blinked, confused, and said, "I'll head over now."

Hanging up, she turned to Lewis, who immediately sensed something was up. "What's going on?"

"Someone's here saying he's Amy's biological father. I have no idea who... but I need to find out."

"I'm coming with you."

Keira nodded, and as the two were about to head out, Erin suddenly popped up at the door, holding her drumstick and pistachios. "I'm coming too!"

Once they were in the car, Erin peered over at Lewis with curiosity. "Mr. Horton, don't you have a job? Doesn't Horton Group, you know, need you?"

Lewis kept his eyes on the road, his tone calm. "Why? Do you have an issue with that, Ms. Martin?"

"No, no issues, just a thought! You know, if someone didn't know better, they might think Horton Group went under, with you hanging around like this," she muttered, then leaned toward Keira in the passenger seat. "Keira, just saying, you gotta find a man with some ambition, right? You want someone who'll make money and take care of you. Don't want to be stuck supporting him, right?"

Keira gave her a warning look. "Zip it."

"Fine, fine."

back in the rear seat,

rearview mirror. Erin was such a wild card, fearless but oddly obedient when

so close-it was a reminder of that incident back in Oceanion, when she'd narrowly escaped a dangerous

arrived at the

of the car and found Ellis

guessed at Keira's true identity, this visitor complicated things. If he was indeed Amy's father... then that

at them both, then

gardenia perfume hit her, and suddenly, a

Recovering, she

I finally found

stunned. His face was strikingly beautiful-almost too flawless to be real. It was a kind of

even they paled in comparison to this stranger's

rugged, masculine appeal. Keira's beauty was bold and striking, with none of the

a fitted black suit, but he

made his porcelain-pale skin stand out

sporting the usual short cut; his bangs partly obscured his eyes, and his hair was styled in a loose mullet, giving him a bit of an

was almost ghostly pale, his complexion almost sickly, which, along with his slight frame, made him look like a

him, and he