How I Accidentally Married a Billionaire-Chapter 112 -
Chapter 112: Chapter 112
Keira Olsen opened the Weibo post and saw that it was a video shot by Josh.
In the video, Isla Olsen and Connor Hill met, hiding in a corner. Because they were distant, it wasn’t clear what they were saying. Only Connor Hill seemed very agitated.
Josh tried to get closer. His camera, sneaking up through an inconspicuous corner, eventually picked up their voices. It was Isla talking, “Don’t panic. As long as you don’t slip up, the police have no evidence. You handled this perfectly!”
But Connor Hill replied anxiously, “But now the reporters are all chasing me…”
Suddenly, Isla exclaimed, “Who is it?”
Both of them turned around and looked toward the camera.
Josh’s camera immediately shifted aside, capturing the ground instead.
Then it was Isla’s voice, “What did you capture?”
Josh spoke up, “I’m a journalist. I have the right to publish whatever I’ve captured!”
Isla took a deep breath, “How much money do you want? I can give it to you! Just delete the video!”
Connor Hill also pressed closer, “Yes, delete the video, or you won’t get out of here today!”
The menace in that voice sent shivers down one’s spine.
Josh was clearly nervous, “Okay, I’ll delete it now.”
His camera went dark.
However, Connor Hill and Isla might not understand that surveillance technology has also advanced a lot by now. At least, the footage shot by reporters could be transmitted in real-time to online storage.
After Josh released the video, he immediately posted a Weibo: “Ms. Olsen and Connor Hill were caught in a disgraceful act. They looked vicious when I pretended to cooperate with them to delete the video. Afterwards, I was the one who received an anonymous recording and handed it over to the police, yet Ms. Olsen shamelessly took the credit for it!”
Josh didn’t have many followers, so his post did not attract much attention.
Josh sent the Weibo link to Ms. Keira, then he made a request: [Ms. Keira, the voice of one person may not be heard by society. Could you help me share it?]
Ms. Keira’s Weibo account had several million followers.
Back when she was working part-time as a journalist, her posts were fair and neat, earning her widespread admiration. Later, she made headlines for exposing a major corporation’s pollution issues, which went viral.
People highly trusted the news she posted.
Over the years, whenever there were reports that couldn’t make themselves heard, people in the journalist community would often ask for her help.
If the case was confirmed, Ms. Keira would help to share it.
Each time she shared a Weibo post, it would receive considerable public attention.
The Weibo post from Josh, of course, did not need an investigation.
From beginning to end, Ms. Keira was a participant. She fully understood the truth, so she chose to share it directly. Almost the moment it was published, people jumped out:
—Ms. Keira is playing the hero again!
—Let’s see what’s the issue this time?
—The thing about Ms. Olsen bravely turning in a recording that’s been loudly proclaimed on the internet, it’s fake?! Damn! No wonder the police haven’t issued any reward announcement. I actually thought it was true!
——”Someone just said that Miss Olsen is going to marry into the Horton family, the wealthiest Horton family in Oceanion? They are considering marrying someone with that kind of character?”
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After forwarding the message, Keira Olsen didn’t look at the online comments anymore.
She slowly put away her phone and looked at the exquisite breakfast on the table.
If the argument continued and she didn’t eat, it would get cold, which would be such a waste!
Thinking this, a pair of chopsticks suddenly reached over and placed a croissant on her plate.
Keira Olsen blinked in slight surprise.
Looking up, she met Lewis Horton’s smiling eyes.
Keira Olsen suddenly felt a bit embarrassed and quickly looked around, but noticed that everyone else was focused on shares, paying no attention to their subtle interaction.
Relieved, she quietly let out a breath, lowered her head, and took a bite of the croissant. The rich flavor of crab roe burst in her mouth, so delicious she could almost bite off her tongue.
Her eyes slightly brightened as she ate and waited for the situation to ferment on Weibo, eager to see the true colors of the people from the first branch of the Horton family.
Unfortunately, at this moment they had not noticed the shift in the situation and were still aggressively forcing old Mrs. Horton to give up the shares.
The old lady furiously slapped the table and shouted, “So what if I am biased? Over the years, if I hadn’t been biased, Lewis would have been marginalized in this family without a position!”
She stood up, and even at over eighty, though her height had diminished and she was frail and lean, her every move still exuded elegance and dominance. “Nathan Horton, tell me, they’re both your sons, but you only see the eldest in your eyes; when did you ever care about the brat?”
“When he was so little, lying in the hospital filled with tubes, at death’s door, your fourteen-year-old eldest son had just a minor cold, yet you left the newborn brat in the hospital to take care of your son!”
“The brat survived the first hurdle, and after coming home, you ignored him again, always revolving around the eldest. If I, as his grandmother, hadn’t shown favoritism toward him, he might’ve been long forgotten by you!”
“And about the shares, I don’t like Isla Olsen, so I shouldn’t give? Whose rule is that? When the brat got married and came home to tell everyone, didn’t I say to take out two percent of the shares and give them to the brat? What did you say then?”
“You said you didn’t like that wife who couldn’t be presented publicly, that the shares were yours to give or withhold as you liked, and nobody could force you. Now, you’re coming to force me?”
Caught off-guard, Nathan Horton furrowed his brows. “Mom, all those things are in the past, why bring them up now? The current situation is special. Lewis’s wife isn’t well known either, and Isla Olsen is different. Though we, the Horton family, are the wealthiest in Oceanion and merely businessmen, society loves businessmen with a sense of loyalty. Now is the time to elevate Isla Olsen’s status, which would give the Horton Group a positive image. So, let’s not talk about the past, shall we?”
The old lady picked up a rice bowl from the table and slammed it down hard: “Not let me mention it, nor let me be biased? Then let’s be fair! If you want me to give shares to Isla Olsen, that’s fine, but first give shares to your daughter-in-law!”
Nathan Horton’s brow furrowed further.
At that moment, the usually silent Oliver Horton spoke up with a smile, “Dad, grandma is right. We have to be fair in this family. Since that’s the case, you might as well make up the shares for Lewis’s wife.”
Nathan Horton wanted to speak, but Oliver Horton gave him a meaningful look.
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After a moment of thought, Nathan Horton suddenly understood. He immediately smiled and said, “Alright, I gave Oliver’s wife two percent of the shares back then, so I’ll give Lewis two percent now. Mom, you gave Lewis’s wife five percent back then, so you should also give Isla Olsen five percent now! That would be fair!”
Old Mrs. Horton choked upon hearing this.
She suddenly forgot—the shares were not the same!
Lewis Horton was able to sit in the CEO’s position because the combined shares of him and old Mrs. Horton were exactly fifty-one percent. If they proceeded with this distribution, then the shares of the first branch of the Horton family would exceed those of Lewis Horton, and the Horton Group would fall into the hands of the first branch!
But now that the words were out, she couldn’t take them back. What was she to do?!
Nathan Horton immediately looked towards Lewis Horton and directly asked, “Lewis, what do you think?”
