How I Accidentally Married a Billionaire-Chapter 100 -

Chapter 100: Chapter 100

The journalist, having seen clearly what he had stepped on, did not move at all:

“Miss Olsen, the photo shows you with your mother, doesn’t it? You have family too and you know the pain of losing loved ones, so I have to ask, did you really accidentally kill the victim? Your uncle was just asking you for money; couldn’t you have simply refused to give it to him instead of resorting to murder?”

Josh, who was the first to arrive, was already bewildered. Hearing this, he immediately frowned and said, “First, let Miss Olsen pick up the photo. This is her possession. As a journalist, you shouldn’t use this to threaten others…”

“Special circumstances require special measures!” The journalist looked fiercely at Josh, “As a journalist, I shouldn’t be as blindly kind-hearted as you! She’s clearly a murderer, and you have to use special measures with bad people like her! Besides, how am I threatening anyone? I’m just unwilling to move from this spot, just wanting to ask Miss Olsen a few questions…”

He then turned to Kiera Olsen, “Miss Olsen, if you don’t answer my questions, I won’t move my foot…”

Before he could finish, someone had fiercely grabbed his arm.

Suddenly, a strong force hit him, causing him to involuntarily step back two paces!

Kiera Olsen immediately reached out, pushed the man away, then bent down to pick up the photo. On seeing the black footprint on it, she suddenly erupted with an intense killing intent!

The journalist, having been pushed back, started yelling, “What are you doing? The murderer is attacking people now!”

After shouting these words, he looked at Kiera Olsen, but her appearance froze him.

Although the woman was slender and dressed in a white, comfortable suit, looking fragile, her eyes were fierce and sharp at that moment, as if she were a fierce ghost climbing out of a bloody hell!

The journalist swallowed hard, “Look, those are the eyes of a murderer! Terrifying! She must have deliberately plotted the murder!”

“Is that so?”

A cool voice began to resonate, Kiera Olsen wiped the photo, and then suddenly clasped the glass that had not yet fallen from the frame into her hand, “Deliberately murdering someone, seems to be the death penalty whether you kill one or several, right?”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding journalists were as silent as chickens, all frightened. Everyone’s gaze fell on the sharp glass shards in her hand.

Kiera Olsen’s gaze swept past the journalists in front of her, finally resting on the chubby landlord.

The two-hundred-pound man was so scared that his legs were shaking, “What, what, what are you going to do?”

Kiera Olsen pointed to the luggage scattered on the floor, “You tell me?”

The landlord immediately stammered out, “Sorry, sorry… I’ll clean it up for you…”

Frightened, he pushed the journalists aside, bent down to gather everything scattered on the floor, and then fetched Kiera Olsen’s suitcase from the room, carefully packed it all for her, and cautiously pushed it in front of Kiera Olsen as if he were dealing with the plague, “Miss, Miss Olsen, we’ve had many good years together, so can’t we just part on good terms?”

Kiera Olsen lowered her eyes.

When she left the Olsen family with nowhere to go, it indeed was this landlord who rented out the place to her at a low price; and when the Olsen family stopped providing her with living expenses and she had failed to pay the rent on time twice, the landlord did not evict her.

Thinking of these things, Kiera Olsen decided not to hold a grudge against the landlord.

She started pushing her suitcase, preparing to leave the place.

The surrounding journalists dared not stop her, and could only watch as she approached the stairs. Then, she encountered Poppy Hill, who had just been released from prison.

Poppy Hill looked at her with hateful eyes and harshly scolded, “Kiera Olsen, you still dare to fight with people? Come on, if you have the guts, stab me in the heart! You killed your own uncle! Why don’t you just kill your mother too? You unfilial daughter! Ungrateful creature! How did I give birth to something like you!”

As she shouted, she charged forward to grab Kiera Olsen’s arm, not fearing the glass in her hand, and turned to the reporters to cry out:

“Wasn’t her uncle just asking her for some money? She’s a PhD now, she must be very rich, isn’t it right for her to give him some?!”

“I gave birth to you and raised you, you owe me a debt of gratitude for rearing you! How can you kill your uncle? You’re less than a bastard!”

As Poppy Hill cried and shouted, she hit Keira Olsen.

Keira Olsen clenched her fists and sneered, “I made it very clear before; I got married to clear the way for Isla Olsen, our accounts were supposed to be settled! What? Have you lost your memory?”

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But Poppy Hill, regardless of anything, shamelessly refused to acknowledge it: “What settled accounts? My blood flows through your veins, I gave birth to you, and you will be my daughter for life! Everyone, come and see, my daughter is heartless; now that she’s successful, she despises me for being a mistress and wants to sever ties with me!”

“I may be a mistress, and I didn’t provide you with a good living environment, but even a dog doesn’t loathe poverty at home, and a child does not despise an ugly mother; don’t you even understand such principles? I gave life to you, and that life is the one I gave! You want to clear our accounts? Fine, then give me your life back! Take your uncle’s place!”

After saying this, she grabbed the glass shards in Keira Olsen’s hand and yanked them out, then stabbed them toward Keira Olsen’s chest.

Seeing this, Keira Olsen pushed her away immediately and kicked her in the chest.

Poppy Hill staggered back, crashing against the wall behind her, but she also snatched the glass shards. Her hand was cut by the glass, and the blood flowed freely.

Then she shouted, “Help! My daughter has killed her uncle, and now she wants to kill me! Hurry and call the police, don’t let her get away!”

Seeing that Keira Olsen was unarmed, the reporters suddenly grew bold and surged forward, again surrounding her:

“You killed your own uncle, and now you’ve hurt your birth mother; do you have no heart?”

“Do you treat your uncle and mother so badly because you despise your family’s poverty?”

“Given how you treat your mother, we have to wonder if it was really an accident that you killed your uncle. Could it be that you saw the steel bar behind him and deliberately pushed him towards it?”

“To push someone onto a steel bar so they’re impaled and killed, how much strength does that take? Why do you hate your uncle so much?”

“…”

The reporters’ tricky questions came at her one after another, making Keira Olsen’s eyes grow colder and colder.

Rumors are indeed a potent weapon…

A hint of dark light flashed in her peach blossom eyes as she suddenly changed the subject, “Why? Why don’t you ask my ‘good’ cousin why he gave me a letter of forgiveness?!”

This retort stunned the reporters.

Keira Olsen turned to leave, but the reporters still wouldn’t make way.

If that was the case… then she had no choice but to get physical!

She flexed her wrists, and upon seeing this, Josh immediately shouted, “Miss Olsen, there are so many cameras filming; please don’t do anything rash!”

Keira Olsen understood his warning.

If she resorted to violence, no matter what the ultimate truth was, she was afraid she would be labeled as someone who assaulted journalists and her own mother.

But… what of it?

She never cared about others’ opinions of her!

A wicked smile curled at the corners of Keira Olsen’s lips.