My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

Keira immediately said, "I'll go to the Martin family for the antidote right now!"

Vera scoffed. "I've already given old Mr. Martin orders, and he won't give it to you before the DNA test results come out... as for after the results are released, you and I both know that you're deceiving him!

"Keera, had you simply conceded defeat and handed Amy over to me, I could have spared your life, but you insisted on courting death! Don't blame me for being ruthless! I want you to watch with your own eyes as your father leaves you!"

With those words, Vera ended the call.

Keira stared blankly at her phone, clenching her jaw tightly.

She suddenly looked toward Lewis with a hint of panic.

Lewis had been standing by her side all along and naturally heard the voice from the phone as well. He immediately said, "It's my fault..."

He shouldn't have tricked Vera, which pushed her over the edge.

It had only bought them a mere two days' time.

If he had known the consequences of those two days would be so severe, he would definitely not have done it.

Keira shook her head. "No one could have anticipated this." n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Both frowned and looked at each other. "The Martin family..."

They both knew that being tough with the Martin family wouldn't work, and giving in also wasn't an option.

The Martin family would rather die than surrender, which was why Lewis said before that even if he used his overseas power to sanction the Martin family internationally, it would only result in mutual destruction.

They couldn't be coerced by force.

But if that was the case, what about Uncle Olsen?

As Keira grew anxious, someone suddenly asked, "Why are you here?"

Keira turned around and saw Susan standing beside Jenkins.

Only then did she realize that upon entering the room, besides the butler, there was Jenkins, who now stood in a corner, quivering all over.

Upon hearing this, Jenkins immediately waved her hands. "It wasn't me. I didn't know there was poison in that coffee. I didn't know..."

Her reaction made everyone instantly realize something, and they all turned their gazes toward her.

James roared, "Did you poison my uncle?"

Jenkins waved her hands. "It wasn't me! I didn't... I just followed usual practice and brought Mr. Olsen his coffee."

The butler then said, "Mr. Olsen fainted after drinking the coffee, so I didn't let anyone leave the room."

Hearing this, Keira immediately rushed over to the coffee cup on the table to check if any coffee residue was left. She might be able to determine the dose of poison through it.

But unfortunately, when she glanced over, she saw that the coffee cup had already been cleaned...

Keira turned back in shock, looking at the butler.

The butler gave a bitter smile. "After Mr. Olsen finished the coffee, Jenkins casually rinsed it here at the sink."

Susan immediately retorted angrily, "So, she's the one who poisoned Uncle Olsen! Otherwise, why would she wash the coffee cup here at the sink?!"

Jenkins was close to tears. "Mr. Olsen spilled a bit of coffee and asked me to clean it up. That's why I did it..."

Susan snapped. "What a coincidence! You served Uncle Olsen coffee, and then, right after he drank it, he spilled some, and he asked you to clean it up... Do you think we are all fools? Jenkins, you are the one who poisoned my uncle!"

After saying that, Susan grabbed Peter. "Peter, I think she's an accomplice of our enemy. Call the police and have them take her away now!"

Dazed, Peter looked at Jenkins in disbelief.

For some reason, lately, she had been the one he'd been in most contact with at home, and he had quite liked this young woman...

But he had never imagined she would poison his uncle!

Jenkins hastily waved her hands. "It wasn't me... I didn't... That's not true..."

She cried until her eyes turned red.

However, Susan pointed at her. "Jenkins, any excuse is useless now. We all know what you did! The evidence is conclusive! You even cleaned up the crime scene to destroy evidence! Don't treat us like fools! Let me tell you, what you did was too obvious!"

She charged right up to Jenkins, pushing her forcefully, "How dare you? Do you know who that is? He is the person in charge of the Olsen family! Even if we killed your entire family, it wouldn't make up for our loss!"

Tears rolled down Jenkins' face as she looked at Uncle Olsen. She was trembling.

She remembered what she had done. She had brought Uncle Olsen his coffee at the usual time, and after he had drunk it, he said it tasted just like always. But then he accidentally spilled some on the table, so he asked her to clean it up.

Uncle Olsen was in the middle of a meeting at the time, so he just stood up and stepped aside.

Jenkins wiped the table. The coffee cup was stained with spills; if she took it downstairs, the coffee might drip onto the carpet and stain it. Since there was a sink in the room, she rinsed the cup off there.

By the time she finished everything and was about to speak to Uncle Olsen, she saw him collapse.

Jenkins was terrified and immediately called the butler over!

Now, she was truly unable to clear her name because all these events were too coincidental!

She was nearly screaming. "It wasn't me... Young Master Peter, please believe me!"

Peter stared at Jenkins, then looked toward Keira, seemingly wanting to say some words in her defense.

But Susan immediately clung to his arm. "Peter, Uncle is lying here with his life hanging by a thread. Surely, you won't speak up for a murderer?"

Peter was taken aback.

He looked at Jenkins as if he wanted to say something but ultimately turned his head away.

Susan then said, "What are we waiting for? Even if this is a complicated matter and we can't call the police, we can still lock her up, right?"

Jenkins' legs gave in, and she collapsed to the ground.

Peter finally couldn't hold back and said, "We don't know that yet. After all, there's no evidence..."

Susan said, "Because she cleaned everything up! How would there be evidence? But Peter, I just thought of a way to save Uncle..."

Peter's eyes lit up. "What is it?"

Susan walked right up to Jenkins and grabbed her hair, forcing Jenkins to lift her head and look at her.

Susan sneered. "She put the poison there. Of course, she knows the formula!"

Jenkins immediately shook her head, "I don't know..."

"Liar!"

Susan struck her face, and there was a flicker of satisfaction in Susan's eyes as she said, "You're so stubborn!"

Susan swung her hand again, delivering another fierce slap to her face!

Susan said, "Will you talk or not!"

Jenkins was dazed from being struck. "I don't know..."

"Well, since you won't talk, don't blame me for this!"

Susan picked up the vase nearby, sneered, and said, "If you don't speak up, this vase is coming down on you!"

Jenkins' pupils shrunk dramatically!

Such a large vase would kill her.

She wouldn't be able to clear herself of suspicion today. Would she die here?

A glimmer of despair flashed in her eyes.

Just then...