My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Erin pressed her lips together, clearly holding back her thoughts.

Keira noticed and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jenkins jumped in before Erin could reply, "This last one here—her interests are surprisingly similar to Erin's."

Keira frowned. "Food?"

Jenkins nodded. "Exactly. That's why we nicknamed her Pig."

Keira blinked, stunned. Were code names really handed out this carelessly?

She twitched her lips in disbelief, but Erin cut in with immediate protest. "Hold on! What do you mean, my interests are the same as Pig's? I'm a selective eater, okay? I have standards! I don't just eat everything. She does! Anything remotely edible, she's all in!"

Erin gave an exaggerated huff. "Back in preschool, she used to finish off all our leftovers. Seriously, we'd save them for her because she could eat everything! Her mom even showed up at school once to complain, saying the teachers were turning her kid into a pig. Said she was getting 'too big and too chubby.'"

As Keira listened to their chatter, vividly picturing the scene from years ago, she couldn't help but interrupt with a question. "You two grew up together for a few years, right? After all that, can you really bring yourselves to go after each other, fighting tooth and nail?"

The question landed like a bomb, leaving both Jenkins and Erin momentarily speechless.

Neither of them saw that question coming.

happily munching on pistachios, slowly set them

older. It's been years since we stayed in touch—there's no bond left to speak

carried a brutal finality. "I know you've never lived through something as ruthless as this, but you'd

trust? That's not even in our vocabulary. We grew up learning to protect ourselves first. If you ever end up in conflict with

reality of her words, sent

having it. "Speak for yourself! I'm nothing like you!" she

because I never pledged loyalty to her in the first place! I told her—she's my sidekick, not the other way

the bridge

to deal with

it came to everything else, but when it came to

to the two of them. "Thank you,"

by the sudden gratitude. Erin coughed awkwardly. "Uh… what are you thanking us

being honest," Keira replied. "For telling me all

quickly shoved another pistachio into her mouth, trying to brush off the moment. "But just so we're clear, my goal is to win and become the final heir. So don't even think about

if it has to be someone, I'd rather it be you. At least that way, you won't let Peter

your reason for

coughed awkwardly.

sly smile. "Peter, looks like