How I Accidentally Married a Billionaire-Chapter 130 -
Chapter 130: Chapter 130
Mrs. Olsen was slightly taken aback.
She then realized that if Keira hadn’t left, his timing was actually just right.
Taylor Olsen frowned and said, “He’s here, so what? Why the panic?”
The nanny smiled awkwardly, “I was just a bit startled.”
Isla Olsen chuckled disdainfully, “You’re too timid. What kind of man could her husband be to scare you? Dad, Mom, let’s go together and see.”
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She linked arms with Jake Horton and followed behind Taylor Olsen and Mrs. Olsen as they all made their way to the entrance.
Upon their arrival, all of them furrowed their brows at the sight before them.
They saw a tall man standing there, wearing work clothes, dirtied all over with mud. Although his face had been wiped clean, revealing a refined and profound visage, his hair was a mess, clearly indicating he had just come from a construction site.
When he saw them, his eyes lit up slightly, “Excuse me, is this Keira Olsen’s home?”
Scott Martin was an overseas expatriate and had just returned to Crera that year to be involved in a real estate project. He did not quite understand Crera’s culture and was even more puzzled why the nanny had turned and run after he knocked on the door and asked to see Keira to return her umbrella.
His speaking of Crera’s language was a bit awkward, painfully grating to the ear.
Isla Olsen frowned and exclaimed, “What dialect is that? Why is the accent so heavy?”
Jake Horton also showed a look of disdain.
The man in front of them had a decent face—deep and thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a bit of a foreign allure—but his clothes screamed manual laborer…
Who would’ve thought Keira would end up with such a gigolo?
No wonder she clung to Lewis Horton and wouldn’t let go.
Although this man’s looks were not inferior to Lewis Horton’s, when their family backgrounds were compared, the difference was astronomical!
After both Isla Olsen and Jake showed their disdain, Mrs. Olsen immediately spoke up, “Yes, are you here to pick up Keira? She’s already left.”
“Left?”
Scott Martin was briefly startled, “She’s not here? Sorry, I’ll come back another day.”
He nodded his head and turned to leave when Isla Olsen suddenly said, “Wait a minute.”
Scott Martin looked back at her, puzzled.
Isla Olsen walked up to him, “Hello, I’m Keira’s half-sister, same father but different mothers. How about we add each other on WhatsApp? It would be convenient for future contact. After all, we’ll be family soon.”
Scott Martin immediately nodded, “Sure, I have WhatsApp!”
He had set up an account when he returned to Crera and didn’t have many contacts yet.
He readily took out his phone, scanned the QR code with Isla Olsen to add her, and then in his awkward Crera language said, “Then we’ll stay in touch.”
“Okay.”
After Scott Martin left his contact information, he nodded to Mrs. Olsen and Taylor Olsen before sadly walking away with the blue umbrella in hand.
Taylor Olsen “hmphed” with a sneer, “I thought she had married some impressive person, and now she’s become unspeakable. How obedient was she at home? And this is the result?”
Mrs. Olsen looked at him directly, “Taylor, appearances can be deceiving. Keira and her husband look very young, they have potential!”
Taylor Olsen mumbled under his breath, “A bricklayer, what kind of future is that?”
Mrs. Olsen wanted to say more, but Isla Olsen laughed, “Dad, you can’t say that. Maybe if Keira is willing to financially support him, he’ll become a contractor in the future, right? If we want to remodel our house later, we could hire him.”
Mrs. Olsen immediately frowned, “Isla, mind your words!”
Isla Olsen pouted.
With the Olsen Family’s drama concluded, Isla and Jake Horton got into Jake’s flamboyant sports car and left.
On the way, Jake Horton couldn’t help but ask, “Why did you add him as a friend? Are we ever going to have any contact with someone as lowly as him?”
Isla Olsen, who was looking down at her phone sending messages, turned to look at him with a smile and remarked, “Tomorrow is Professor Miller’s birthday, and you’re preparing a birthday banquet for him, right? You’ve invited many classmates and jokingly said spouses could come. Keira will surely be there, so we should properly inform her spouse too, shouldn’t we?”
After saying this, she raised her phone.
She had sent Scott Martin a WhatsApp message: [We’re having a class gathering tomorrow, come join us!]
Scott Martin replied: [Will Keira be there?]
Isla Olsen: [Of course, why wouldn’t I invite you?]
Scott Martin: [Okay, I’ll be there. Smiley_face.jpg]
Isla Olsen then sent him the hotel address: [See you tomorrow.]
Jake Horton immediately grasped something and smirked with mockery.
So what if Keira was Dr. South’s daughter? His own company, which he had worked hard to establish, hadn’t gone public yet and only made a few tens of millions a year.
In this cosmopolitan city, a decent house cost twenty to thirty million. What could her meager savings do?!
And to have married such a husband…
Suddenly, Jake Horton was looking forward to the birthday party the next day.
…
At the Olsen home.
After seeing everyone off, Mrs. Olsen went upstairs with a distant look.
Taylor Olsen glanced outside and asked with some confusion, “Where’s Aunt South?”
“Oh,” Mrs. Olsen paused, inexplicably lying, “I sent her out to buy something for me.”
Taylor Olsen, thinking it was something personal for women, did not inquire further, “Alright, I’ll go down to my study to get some work done.”
“Okay, you go. I’m fine,” Mrs. Olsen replied.
After watching Taylor Olsen enter his study, Mrs. Olsen finally retreated to her own bedroom.
She sat quietly on the sofa, staring ahead.
She had neglected discipline over Isla due to health reasons and never expected her to turn out so differently.
It was her fault…
As she pondered, noise came from outside; Aunt South had returned.
Aunt South warmed herself up before entering Mrs. Olsen’s room to avoid bringing in cold air that might trigger Mrs. Olsen’s cough.
Mrs. Olsen promptly stood up and asked, “What are the results of the DNA test?”
