But a large hand reached over and snatched her phone away.
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So, the drug last night wasn't administered by old Mrs. Horton.
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"Granddaughter-in-law, does your back hurt? Come, have a seat on the sofa.
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When she turned her head to look, she saw the man clutching his fists tightly, and his forehead beaded with fine sweat.
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But if the Horton family didn't agree to the marriage, Mrs. Olsen would have to come begging again.
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Melissa twisted her mouth awkwardly, then promptly grasped her hand. "Isla, my child, with your mother's background, why didn't you mention it sooner? Anyway, tomorrow morning, I'll have Jake pick you up, and you two should go get your marriage certificate!"
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Old Mrs. Horton pursed her lips and snorted, "Granddaughter-in-law, your bad dad is here."
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Old Mrs. Horton didn't care about his feelings and turned to Keira. "Granddaughter-in-law, this brat has taken a liking to you, and what about you? Do you like this brat?"
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At this moment, his demeanor made Keira uncertain of the truth.
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Upon hearing this, Jake found his courage again. "Uncle, even if she isn't the murderer, she's still connected to this case! It's unlucky for someone to keep going to the police station. It's not suitable for her to stay in the Horton residence."
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She voiced her disagreement. "Is this a good idea? Keira being labeled as a killer might bring trouble to the Horton family. If a reporter catches wind of her staying here, people might think we're harboring her. This might even affect the Horton's stock..."
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All of a sudden, he sent a text to Frankie. "In my study, the second drawer, there's an album. I believe there's a picture of me and Lady South on the eighteenth page. Can you find it, take a picture, and send it to me?"
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Isla immediately shouted, "Mrs. Horton, Keira is in trouble!"
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Holly looked embarrassed. Her face was still serious as she spoke. "The last words were: dear niece, Connor knows the secret too. Please make sure his tuition fee is covered."
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Keira hurriedly stopped her. "Don't say anything. Don't go against your professional ethics."
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The young journalist lifted his chin and sneered. "Don't try to scare me. My idol is Ms. S, who bravely reported on a certain company's pollution discharge despite the strong power at the time. I'm afraid of nothing but only seeking the truth!"
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"You're lying!" Captain Lincoln shouted, "If you didn't hold a grudge, when he charged at you, the subconscious reaction should be to evade. Why did you kick him?!"
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But in the next moment, a hand was extended from beside that police officer, hastily pressing the pause button. A cold rebuke rang out. "The case is unsolved, and no evidence can be revealed in front of the suspect! Have you learned nothing from the police academy?!"
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Keira saw his lips pursed slightly before she quickly changed the subject. "Grandma, I'm a bit cold. Let's go back to the room first."
My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire!
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