My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

House One Manor of Oceanion was quite legendary.

It sat halfway up a hill with the whole community sprawling across three thousand acres, and Horton’s old house bathed in over two thousand acres.

The rest were a few dozen small villas that dotted around the Horton property.

It was the most famous rich district in Oceanion.

Keira assumed the elderly lady lived in one of those small villas; it never crossed her mind that this could be the Horton house.

She replied to a message. “That’s alright. We’re already in a taxi.”

The elderly lady looked tired and was dozing off as soon as she got into the car.

The taxi winded its way on a broad and well-maintained mountain road before entering House One Manor and dropped them at the location specified by the GPS.

Keira looked up at a grandeur black gate, which was carved with antique patterns, and hesitated. “Grandma, is this your home?”

The elderly lady, still half-asleep, looked dazed. “Granddaughter-in-law, I can’t remember.”

Keira was speechless.

She messaged “Grandson”. “I think we might have taken the wrong turn.”

“Grandson” replied, “Stay put. I’ll be right there.”

As they drove in, Keira noticed that even the nearest house was a five-minute drive away; it wasn’t wise to wander around.

She helped the elderly lady to a stone bench nearby to sit.

Suddenly, a BMW X7 pulled up in front of them.

Isla and Poppy got out of the back seat and marched toward them.

Poppy’s brows furrowed in anger, and she cried out, “Keira? It really is you! What are you doing here?”

She was here today as Isla’s nanny. She spotted a young woman lingering in front of Horton’s house from afar, never expecting it to be Keira!

the tightly closed gate of the Horton house. “Keira, are you back to pestering

know what the occasion is? Leave immediately! If you

really

was there, and she didn’t want a conflict, so she swallowed her impatience and tried to explain, “I’m here

your husband’s grandma?

can’t she? Did your family build this

Isla was speechless.

for? Can

“Old thing, tell me, which villa do

say something, the elderly woman suddenly stood up. “I remembered! I live

began to head toward the grand gate of the Horton

was still a hundred meters

all that, you’re using the old lady as

her gaze ahead of her. The

vague

polite “Grandson” from WhatsApp, with the ruthless

the old woman

out to grab the old woman. “You shameless old hag, how dare you try to get in with

was taken aback. She managed to shield the elderly woman, and with one hand grabbing Poppy, she pushed her away forcefully, shouting, “What do you think you’re

and frail and could not stand any form

ungrateful wretch, to think that you would hurt your own mother for this old woman! I’ll call the

the elderly woman retorted instantly, “My granddaughter-in-law

you? Is it because she gives you a cut? Or is your family just naturally into this kind of stuff? You must have served a

“Shut up!!”

hurriedly

insulted like this, the elderly woman was visibly

body beginning to shake uncontrollably, and she

her up, “Grandma, what’s

elderly lady was gasping for breath and couldn’t form a

pocket, but upon opening the bottle,

Her pupils contracted.

unless absolutely necessary. It would be best to give

look at the grand gate. The

were neighbors, and they wouldn’t just stand

her, “Don’t worry, Grandma,

pitiful to buy clothes, but how could you deliberately provoke the Horton

over at the elderly woman,