My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

The Olsen estate was bustling with activity as the staff worked tirelessly to prepare for the big day.

Every corner of the house was being scrubbed to perfection. Monbatten, the king, was expected to visit today, and the atmosphere was charged with anticipation.

The Cobb family had even sent their own people over to ensure there would be no missteps—any mishap could lead to a diplomatic disaster.

In the midst of this whirlwind, Keira finally descended the grand staircase, holding Amy's tiny hand. She handed Amy an iPad, the screen already playing old videos of Keera and a much younger Amy together.

Amy's face lit up with excitement. "Mom! When Dad gets here, I'm gonna show him this!"

Keira smiled faintly. "Good idea."

She had heard Sean mention it before—Monbatten once confessed that he remembered a pair of eyes, eyes filled with a warmth and resolve he had never seen before. Keira's gaze lowered briefly. She and her twin sister, Keera, may have looked alike, but their eyes betrayed their differences.

No matter how well Keira could mimic Keera's timid demeanor, the quiet strength in her sister's gaze was something she could never replicate.

That's why those who knew Keera well—like Mary—could tell Keira wasn't her.

But since returning to the Olsen family, Keira had stopped pretending altogether.

Even if old acquaintances sensed something was different, they chalked it up to "Keera's" newfound confidence after reclaiming her heritage.

Amy's head. "Go sit on the couch and

quietly, her eyes glued

Jenkins sauntered in. "What's your game

at her, nonchalant. "What do

to Monbatten this whole time, but now you're suddenly

"Didn't you say I should get

Winning someone over? Give

had grabbed a bowl of pistachios and was lazily cracking them open as she surveyed the room. After a moment, she

are you doing?" Jenkins

I want a front-row view of whatever drama's

her eyes but eventually pulled over

seemed more than a little curious about

Monbatten arrived, and both Keira and Lewis Horton headed to the driveway to greet

there was a touch of respect now, likely due to his recent partnership with Uncle Olsen. Gone was the unapproachable arrogance he had

Monbatten asked

for her to be running around outside. Don't want her

nod. "You're very thoughtful when it

hesitated for just a beat before saying lightly, "Actually, Amy isn't my

Monbatten froze. "What?"