My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

814  Chapter 813

Jenkins barely got the words out before Erin chimed in, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "And what good is that promise of yours? If you can't even take back your company, it's not like you have another option. You'll end up joining us anyway."

She popped a peanut into her mouth and walked over casually. "By the way, was that just a threat you threw at Keira? You know she hates being pressured."

Jenkins scowled. "Why are you always around to stir the pot? That wasn't a threat."

"Sure sounded like one to me! Keira, see? I'm the only one who genuinely wants you on our side. Everyone else has their own motives."

Jenkins looked exasperated. "Erin, you're impossible!"

Before she could argue further, Keira raised a hand, cutting them off. "Both of you, stop. Your bickering is giving me a headache."

The two of them immediately quieted down.

Keira turned back to Jenkins. "I'll handle Monbatten—not for you, but because it's necessary for my own plans. As for Clownfish, she'll either surrender or become my enemy."

Jenkins hesitated before nodding. "If you can get Clownfish on your side, make her stop targeting me. Let me go back to my company. I miss it."

Keira rolled her eyes. "Got it."

She never thought Lion would be in such a sorry state.

She barely finished the thought when Erin piped up again, her voice gleeful. "Never thought I'd see such a pitiful Lion. Honestly, 'Lion' was a terrible choice. You should've gone with 'Drenched Cat.'"

Jenkins raised a fist. "Say that again, and I'll—"

Erin smirked, tilting her head smugly. "What? You gonna hit me? You think you could?"

With that, she flicked her hair and sauntered off, her head held high.

Jenkins stood there, fists clenched in frustration.

Not far away, Peter and Charles watched the scene unfold from a safe distance. They exchanged a glance before quickly looking away, as if trying to avoid getting dragged into the chaos.

Charles cleared his throat awkwardly. "So, Peter, where are you planning to live after you're married?"

Peter jumped on the chance to change the subject. "Well, even though the family doesn't really divide up properties, it's normal for a couple to want their own space. I've got a house on the south side of town."

Charles nodded quickly. "Great, then I'll renovate the villa on the north side. Once I graduate, Erin and I will move there."

"Sounds good."

Peter nodded too, but internally he was less sure.

Would those two tear each other apart living under the same roof?

He sighed to himself. Back when he first met Jenkins, she'd seemed so sweet and levelheaded. Not the fiery, chaotic force of nature she turned out to be.

Then again… there was something endearing about her feistiness.

Three days later, the Olsen family was up early, gearing up for Sean Church's banquet.

Both Jenkins and Erin were definitely going. After all, they needed to make a good impression on Monbatten, and Erin was still hoping for a shot at treating his mysterious illness.

Uncle Olsen was coming too, holding little Amy as they loaded up into a spacious van that could seat seven or eight.

Amy was positively beaming.

Bundled in a pink puffy jacket over a white tulle dress, her rosy cheeks and bright eyes made her look like a little porcelain doll.

Seeing her so cheerful, Keira couldn't help but ask, "What's got you so excited?"

Amy nodded enthusiastically. "I'm happy!"

"Do you like Monbatten that much?"

Amy's eyes lit up even more, and she nodded again, her delight almost blinding.

The name seemed to trigger something in her, and her smile turned nostalgic. Over the past few days, she'd seen Monbatten on TV a lot and kept calling him "Daddy."

But no one believed her.

Not even Mommy.

Amy felt a pang of sadness.

Mommy used to show her pictures, again and again, making sure she'd never forget.

"This is your daddy," she'd say, pointing to the screen, showing her videos.

So why didn't Mommy remember now?

Amy didn't understand, but she had made up her mind. Today, when she met Daddy, she'd make sure to ask him.

She clutched her resolve tightly, her grin even brighter.

Keira, watching her daughter's uncontainable joy, was struck by how much she looked like a little fan meeting her idol. She sighed and massaged her temples.

No wonder Uncle Olsen kept teasing her about being jealous. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Keira had grown deeply attached to Amy in the months they'd spent together.

She picked her up, settling her onto her lap. "When we get there, remember to be polite, okay?"

Amy nodded eagerly.

Then she glanced out the window. "Mommy, are we at Daddy's house yet?"

Keira stiffened.

"Stop calling him Daddy!"

"Okay, Mommy."

"You got it?"

"Got it!"

Amy nodded so hard it looked like her head might fall off.

But inside, she held onto her original plan.

Mommy's memory had been a little off lately, so it was up to her to remember. After all, Mommy had once told her that when she finally met Daddy, she should run straight to him and claim her place as his daughter. And Amy fully intended to do just that.