My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

Keira looked at the brothers around her, curved her lips slightly, and said, "I'll go have a look."

James immediately followed behind her. "I'll go with you. No matter what, if anyone dares to bully you, I won't let it slide!"

Charles also hurriedly followed after them. "I'm going too!"

The other Olsen brothers also followed them.

Peter also wanted to follow, but Susan suddenly clung to his arm. "Peter, I'm a bit scared. Do you think they will start fighting? Is it really okay for Keera to be like this? Especially since this matter is indeed her fault."

Peter frowned. "Then I must go and see. We can't let Keera be at a disadvantage."

Susan then said, "Your other brothers have already gone with her. She won't be at a disadvantage, and this is the Horton family's place. People won't get physical here. Regarding this matter, I think we should inform the elders. What do you think?"

Peter was taken aback. "Should we tell them?"

If they informed the elders, wouldn't the situation escalate?

Susan's eyes flickered slightly. "We should at least tell the elders of the Olsen family. I see that they are still unaware of the situation!"

Peter glanced into the distance.

Even if the Horton family looked down on the Olsen family and didn't send anyone to greet them, in Clance, the Olsen family was the leader among the five major families. Just now, those people only dared to talk behind their backs.

When they saw Uncle Olsen, those people still obediently approached him to ingratiate themselves.

Now, a group of people was surrounding Uncle Olsen.

As Peter hesitated, Susan grabbed his arm and headed in that direction. "Peter, let's go and tell Uncle Olsen!"

The two made their way to Uncle Olsen.

At this moment, Uncle Olsen was chatting with the others.

Oliver couldn't sit still anymore. He had never expected after the Horton family behaved so rudely, the Olsens would still stay.

Old Mrs. Horton had shown them so much courtesy; he had just heard that she even took Miss Olsen aside to chat.

Was this marriage alliance so unbreakable?

No, the Olsen family was just too powerful. If Lewis successfully married the legitimate daughter of the Olsen family, his position in the Horton family would be unassailable.

Therefore, Oliver had to destroy this marriage alliance.

As Oliver thought of this, he held Nathan's arm. "Dad, we should still go and say hello to Uncle Olsen!"

Nathan nodded, and the two walked toward where Uncle Olsen was.

Although Uncle Olsen was proud, he still had basic social etiquette. He didn't want to deal with Oliver, but as Nathan was, after all, Lewis's father, he still had to give him some respect.

So he nodded to Nathan.

Nathan coughed, initially wanting to pick a fight, even looking for an opportunity to ridicule Uncle Olsen. However, when he finally approached the man, he found he couldn't speak a word!

There was no helping it; Uncle Olsen's presence was just too overwhelming.

Uncle Olsen asked, "Mr. Horton, is there something the matter?"

Nathan immediately replied, "It's nothing significant. It's just... Lewis has some matters to attend to and will be arriving later."

Uncle Olsen nodded. "We have been informed of that."

Nathan then spoke again, "We were held up by some matters just now and didn't come out to welcome you. Sam, please don't take offence."

"How could I? We are about to become one family; how could I possibly be offended by you guys?"

Uncle Olsen chuckled as he patted Oliver on the shoulder, his pats so firm that Oliver felt his shoulder bones were about to shatter!

Enduring the pain, Oliver still assertively asked, "Uncle, I've heard that you found your daughter and that she has been married before and brought a child with her?"

Uncle Olsen immediately smiled. "Yes, that child's named Amy, and the Horton family should surely treat her as their own, shouldn't they?"

Oliver had intended to be sarcastic, but Uncle Olsen posed the question in such a manner that left him unsure of how to respond.

At that moment, Peter and Susan approached.

Peter had not met Nathan or Oliver and didn't know who these two were, so he cautiously paused before speaking.

"Uncle, there is something I need to tell you about. May I have a word with you?"

Susan, however, glanced at the two men's attire and looked toward the direction of the primary host, forming a conjecture. Pretending to be unaware of their identities, she blurted out, "Right, Uncle, the gigolo that Keera brought with her has actually arrived at the banquet. He is currently being held up at the entrance and is causing a scene. You should take a look! If the commotion gets out of hand and the Horton family finds out, it would be terrible!"

Uncle Olsen was speechless.

Peter was shocked and quickly silenced Susan. "Susan, shut up!"

Confused, Susan looked at him, "Peter, what's wrong? Did I say something incorrect? We came to inform Uncle exactly about this matter, didn't we? Uncle should deal with this promptly. After all, it's a Horton family banquet, and it wouldn't be good if they discovered this."

Uncle Olsen glanced indifferently at Susan, then subconsciously looked at Peter before turning to Nathan. With a seemingly amused tone, he asked, "And do you know who these gentlemen are?"

Peter suddenly had a bad premonition, and as expected, he heard Uncle Olsen say, "This is Mr. Nathan Horton and the gentleman beside him is Lewis's elder brother, Mr. Oliver."

Peter was shocked.

He was instantly baffled and then turned his gaze to Susan.

Susan's face betrayed her panic. "Peter, I... I had no idea this was the case..."

Peter took a deep breath and then smiled at Oliver and Nathan, about to speak when Nathan, already furious, cut in, "Sam, your daughter has gone too far!"

He stamped his foot and looked at Oliver beside him.

Oliver quickly regained his composure. "Exactly, flagrantly bringing a gigolo to the banquet is like trampling Lewis's reputation! Dad, I think this marriage should be called off! It's a complete humiliation!"

Nathan also chimed in, "Cancel it. It must be cancelled!"

Hearing them, Uncle Olsen remained calm and composed; he indifferently placed his wine glass on the table beside him.

The crisp sound startled the two men into silence at once.

They remembered Uncle Olsen was bloodthirsty and had killed men like weeds! Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Uncle Olsen smiled faintly. "Mr. Horton, Oliver, why don't we go have a look together? Let's see what my daughter's gigolo really looks like!"