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."

sat back in the rear seat, busy cracking pistachios, munching

Erin was such a wild card, fearless but oddly obedient when Keira told her off, like she was compelled to

Oceanion, when she'd narrowly escaped a dangerous setup. Now, with everything so precarious, he was even less

they arrived at the Olsen family

stepped out of the car and found Ellis and Mary standing

this visitor complicated things. If he was indeed Amy's father... then that meant he'd been Keera's partner.

both, then stepped into the living

hit her, and suddenly, a man had

place. Recovering, she quickly pushed

finally found

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

both very attractive people, but even they paled in comparison to

beauty was bold and striking, with none of the reserve typical of Creran

flaw. He wore a fitted black suit, but he was

black suit only made his porcelain-pale

his eyes, and his hair was styled in a loose mullet, giving him a bit of

his complexion almost sickly, which, along with his slight frame, made him look

pushed him, and he staggered back a bit,