My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Keira stared at Amy in disbelief.

Amy had been glued to the TV, pointing at Monbatten and calling him "Dad" over and over. For such a timid, shy child, she had somehow summoned the courage to insist on accompanying them to meet him.

These peculiarities… Could it be?

Keira tightened her jaw, her mind racing to shut out a thought she was too afraid to entertain.

Her eyes flicked to Lewis.

Her memory wandered back to the inexplicable day they'd gotten married—an arrangement orchestrated by her sister.

At the time, her sister had claimed it was to protect her.

But looking at it now, was it really protection? Or had her sister known all along about Lewis's connections overseas and orchestrated the union to secure a political alliance?

From her grandmother to her mother, down to Keera, and perhaps even herself—was this all part of some grand, invisible game for control of the South family?

Were they all pawns, moved across the chessboard without realizing it?

Keira's heart thudded wildly in her chest. For a brief moment, it felt as though her entire life had been tangled in conspiracies—a web tightening around her, leaving no escape.

in

Sean Church's

"Nothing. Just wondering—if I somehow forged an unbreakable bond with Monbatten, would you really

a bitter laugh. "Do you know what it's like

blinked, caught

of food makes you sick, it's worse than dying. My sister gave

my life when you helped me eat again.

listened, her eyes drifting toward

frame, the almost skeletal appearance of his hands, and even his once-gorgeous face, now gaunt, told the

nodded slowly.

gone hungry as a child in the

then, when Jodie South gave her a single biscuit, it had felt like salvation—a moment she

things with Monbatten don't work out, I'll still back you. But I think you've overlooked

"What issue?"

don't have her memories or her account with the South family. Competing to become their heir in

of us has a unique account, right? Like an ID. You need a password to access it, and only the real owner can verify it. That's why no one would ever share their password—it's their lifeline. Some people even go as

"I've already searched every corner of the South family estate. My sister didn't leave anything behind. That account and

that?" Sean