My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Uncle Olsen acknowledged Keira's heartfelt "Dad" with a simple "Yeah."

That single word carried the depth of love and acceptance he felt from her, a love that had finally rooted itself deep within her heart.

This child, at long last, acknowledged him.

He patted her shoulder affectionately.

That night, father and daughter talked for hours. Most of the conversation revolved around Uncle Olsen asking questions and Keira answering.

He wanted to know everything—how she grew up, her favorite foods, her preferred colors, and every little detail.

Keira answered earnestly, her responses sincere and thoughtful.

Before they knew it, it was late into the night. Exhaustion overtook Keira, and they finally parted ways. She returned to her room, but just as she lay down, she found herself enveloped in Lewis's arms.

Looking at the man beside her and thinking of Uncle Olsen, who was now also part of her home, Keira suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of love surrounding her.

With a peaceful heart, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

By the time she woke, the sun was high in the sky. She glanced at the clock—it was already noon. Stretching lazily, she got out of bed, freshened up, and stepped out to find Lewis in the study next door, engrossed in an international conference call.

Not wanting to disturb him, she headed downstairs.

As she passed the dining room, she noticed Jenkins and Erin sitting with Sean Church, who looked frail as ever.

Since Jenkins's cover as "Lion" had been blown, she'd completely dropped the meek act, turning into a carefree freeloader much like Erin.

of professional housemates, doing little

them out, they

Clownfish crew, and I'll have plenty

a foodie. What's wrong with enjoying some good meals every day?

Keira was speechless.

What a pair.

debating with them, letting them go

their target

"Don't you get hungry

calmly. "I do, but I

looked incredulous. "How can anyone not like eating?

know why I ended

chatted,

saw her, he stood quickly—too

"Sir, you're anemic. You

smile. "Noted. I'll

Keira, he said, "I hope I'm not being too presumptuous,

rolled up her

the kitchen

later, Erin slipped in, sighing dramatically. "I've

her a look but grabbed more flour to

Jenkins sauntered in.

yet another portion. She glanced toward the doorway and caught Lewis standing there.