My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

Keira kept pace with her brothers, neither falling behind nor leading far ahead, but instead, she looked around.

She noticed that the Olsen family's running competition was limited to Uncle Olsen and the younger generation. Her eldest uncle and second uncle started strolling once Uncle Olsen gave the signal.

Those two were a bit older; therefore, they weren't participating in the running anymore.

However, Uncle Olsen was still very fit. He kept up with the younger generation without falling behind.

He steadily ran alongside them, holding his pace as if steering the young ones.

Keira's eyes darkened slightly.

No wonder the Olsen brothers differed from the young heirs of other families.

With such a family business, brothers in other families would probably fight each other tooth and nail for the right of inheritance.

But the Olsens loved each other; there was never any dispute.

Ellis steadily ran alongside Uncle Olsen. As the two ran ahead, the others followed behind them. Meanwhile, some gradually started to lag.

The little weakling Peter was running slowly, now gasping for air. He wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead and looked at Keira. "Little sister, you must be tired. Well...

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

Wait... why was he drenched in sweat while his little sister seemed so relaxed?

That made no sense!

Immediately, he furrowed his eyebrows. He didn't dare to complain about being tired anymore. He ran forward with his mouth shut. He couldn't lag behind his little sister—wouldn't that be a laughing matter?

Peter gritted his teeth, not uttering a word about being tired.

He would normally start considering retreat after a single kilometer, but he was persistently running today and had managed three kilometers already...

Gasping for breath and panting heavily, he turned to look at Keira, only to see his little sister not seem tired at all.

Peter glanced at his other brothers.

Uncle Olsen controlled their running speed, which was actually quite fast. Most of the brothers were sweating.

Even James, the fittest of the brothers, showed signs of strain. Only three weren't affected, and one of them was Uncle Olsen...

Undoubtedly, Uncle Olsen was the best of their generation in terms of physical fitness and business acumen. He was a competent fighter, and almost no one from that generation could beat him except for a few Elders in the Freeman Sect.

Another of the three was James...

As a disciple of the Freeman Sect, he went through daily training that was much more intense than this. Running was a trifling matter for him.

And the last one of the three was "Keera"…

How could that be?!

Peter wasn't the only one who was stunned. Other brothers were baffled as well. Clenching their teeth, they looked at "Keera", thinking that no matter what, they couldn't lose face in front of their sister.

Initially, they thought about going easy on "Keera", but now it seemed she didn't need their leniency!

Peter couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you tired?"

Keira replied, "What's there to be tired of?"

Peter was speechless.

They had run four kilometers already! Geez!

He grimaced, realizing he couldn't run anymore, and came to a stop. "I'm done. I can't do it anymore."

He bent over with hands on his knees.

The others didn't pay him much mind; for someone who usually gave up after two kilometers, running four kilometers today was quite impressive.

As Peter bent over, gasping for air with his hands on his knees, he suddenly saw a group of servants approaching from not far away.

Among them was Jenkins.

The young maid seemed to have heard something and looked in their direction.

Peter didn't know what to do.

Scared, he immediately straightened up and started running. "I've lapped all of you already; why are you running so slowly?"

His brothers were all perplexed.

After Peter boasted, he ran past the group of servants when he heard someone say, "Mr. Peter is so impressive today. He's even taken a lead of one lap."

Peter unconsciously looked at Jenkins, only to see the girl immediately say with a smile, "Mr. Peter said yesterday he was going to run ten kilometers today!"

Peter was shocked.

He felt his whole body tense up.

He really wanted to retort and say, when had he ever said that?

But he couldn't bring himself to say it out loud. All he could do was clench his teeth and keep on running...

Until the group of servants entered the house...

After a five-kilometer run, Keira felt relaxed and slightly sweaty; she planned to head back for a shower.

Her other brothers had all stopped much earlier. Keira then received a call from Scott. "Didn't you say that you'd come over to visit? Can you make it today?"

Keira raised an eyebrow slightly. "Is your cousin there?"

"You mean Vera?" Scott sounded a bit puzzled. "Yes, she's living at my place."

"Alright, no problem," Keira said. "When would be a good time for me to come over?"

"How about joining us for lunch?" Scott suggested. "I told Grandpa that a friend was coming over for lunch."

Keira nodded. "Sure, no problem."

She hung up, ready to head to her room for a shower and inform Lewis, but when she turned around, she saw Peter sprawled on the ground and almost collapsed on the lawn.

The lawn was very clean; he lay there with his hands behind his head and legs raised, humming, "Rusco, slow down. You're walking too fast. Be careful, or my phone won't record the data! They might think I'm cycling!"

Keira was perplexed.

Following Peter's gaze, she saw the family dog slowly strolling around the yard with Peter's phone on its back.

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She paused, then approached Peter. "What are you doing?"

Upon seeing her, Peter jumped up immediately.

He looked around guiltily. "Well, how come you haven't gone back for a shower yet?"

Keira said, "I got a phone call, but what's going on here?"

She pointed to Rusco.

Feeling a bit sheepish, Peter coughed and said, "I just, um, wanted to increase my step count in my health data."

Keira was confused

She didn't quite understand why Peter was doing this, but she got the gist of it.

She didn't ask further and simply headed back to her room.

Peter suddenly said, "Wait!"

Keira turned around.

Peter said, "Could you not tell anyone about me having the dog walk with the phone?"

Keira didn't know what to say.

She nodded, somewhat perplexed.

She then returned to her room, took a quick shower, and was ready to go downstairs for breakfast.

It nearly took her an hour since she had washed her hair and needed time to blow dry it. By the time she went downstairs, all her brothers had finished breakfast and gone to work.

Keira was about to head to the dining room but saw Peter coming in from the yard. His face was covered with beads of sweat, which were obviously sprayed on. He was panting slightly with his mouth open, yet his face was not the least bit flushed.

Upon entering, Peter approached Jenkins.

He immediately pulled out his phone and showed it to Jenkins. "See that? I've run twenty thousand steps just this morning!"

Keira couldn't believe it.

Her mouth twitched!

So, Peter was having the dog walk with the phone just to show off his step count to Jenkins?

What a peculiar habit!

She shook her head in amused resignation, leaning over to enjoy the spectacle.

Jenkins was also stunned.

She was cleaning the floor when Peter suddenly ran up to her, asking her to look at his phone. She had to move around Peter to keep cleaning while casually praising him. "Young Master Peter, you're amazing! You're so fit. If I could get up early to run ten kilometers, I'd be awesome!"

Feeling buoyed by the praise, Peter said, "You could use some running. It's important to keep fit."

Jenkins was tired enough from work and wanted to lie down at any chance.

She couldn't believe Peter just said that.

She was almost ready to roll her eyes at Peter.

But knowing his character and realizing he hadn't meant it that way, Jenkins took a deep breath and replied, "Of course, of course, Young Master Peter. You should certainly exercise more and also be careful when driving so you don't get into another accident!"

Hearing that, Peter froze and looked confusedly at Jenkins. "How did you know I was in a car accident?"