My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

Keira sneered. "If we hadn't put on this show, we would've never known that you and Fox had been in cahoots for so long! Vera, each of your schemes is interlocked with the next, and that's truly impressive!"

Taking a deep breath, Vera stared fixedly at Keira, her complexion pale as paper. "Rabbit, I didn't expect you to be so cunning, to have seen through the conspiracy between me and Fox! You're utterly shameless!"

Keira said nothing more and walked out the door with Lewis.

The two of them went to the Martin residence and relayed Vera's words to old Mr. Martin, who was shaken to the core. He immediately took them to where he kept his medicines.

There, they found a safe.

Upon opening it, old Mr. Martin saw small vials of various colors.

Old Mr. Martin explained, "These are all Seven Days. To distinguish the type of each poison, they are stored in different-colored vials. Each vial contains the same dosage of the drug, but they're not mixed with the same proportion, so one must use the specific formula as the antidote."

As he said this, he took out a white vial and opened it. "This vial has indeed been tampered with!"

Half of the poison inside was indeed missing.

His expression changed in an instant. "How could this vial have been opened? It's... It's impossible!"

Keira looked at his safe. "Grandpa, what's this safe made of?"

"Aluminum alloy. With current technology, it just cannot be cracked open unless the door is cut down. But I check the safe every day, considering how valuable the contents are, and I've never found signs of tampering through violence."

Keira walked around the safe, then turned to look at Lewis.

Lewis explained, "This is a mechanical combination lock. If it were electronic, no matter how tough the lock, it could be hacked into, but a mechanical lock can only be opened with the right combination or by force. Therefore, the person who tampered with it can only be someone who knew the combination."

Old Mr. Martin immediately said, "That's impossible... I'm the only one who knows my combination. Vera lives in the house but has never been allowed near this room... Now that I think about it, the only one who could have tampered with the poison seems to be me!"

Realizing this, he turned to Keira in fear. "It's a good thing you were cautious and noticed something was off in time. Otherwise, if anything had happened to your father, I wouldn't be able to clear my name, no matter how hard I tried!"

By then, the Martins and the Olsens would have to cut ties!

And Keira would be caught in the middle, and that would be a tough spot to be in!

He handed the white vial over to Keira. "I'll look into who in the house can freely enter my room."

Since it was his bedroom, it definitely didn't have any surveillance installed.

But the people who could enter his bedroom were few and far between.

Keira nodded. "Thank goodness nothing happened."

If she hadn't suddenly felt that something was off, feeling that everything was going too smoothly, and had given the medicine to Uncle Olsen, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

Keira took the antidote, nodded at old Mr. Martin, and left with Lewis, heading back to the Olsen residence.

Once they were upstairs, she finally took out the antidote and fed it to Uncle Olsen...

She watched Uncle Olsen with bated breath...

Lewis noticed her nervousness and reassured her. "Don't be afraid. This is definitely the real antidote."

Keira asked, "Why?"

Lewis said, "Because only if this is the real antidote will we be able to pin the theft on your grandfather, leaving the Olsens and you with no room for doubt!"

Upon hearing this, Keira silently breathed a sigh of relief.

But Uncle Olsen still showed no sign of waking up, which had Keira nervously pacing back and forth in his bedroom.

That night, she couldn't sleep at all and asked the family doctor, "Why hasn't my dad woken up yet?"

The family doctor replied, "For someone healthy, taking this poison would make them wake up quickly as if it were a tonic. But for someone with a weakened body, it becomes curative, and your father's deep sleep indicates that the medicine is nourishing his body functions."

He sighed. "I've been with your father for over thirty years. After your mother left him, he was filled with self-blame and worked himself to exhaustion for a while, as if trying to forget your mother. That was when his health declined... This poison is actually a good thing. Consider it recuperation."

Hearing that, Keira couldn't help but look at Uncle Olsen.

Jodie South had two daughters with her father. Was it the same as her grandmother, who got pregnant for the sake of the South family?

Keira pursed her lips, exhaling a deep sigh.

If that was the case, could her father accept it?

Did Jodie South ever truly love her father?

Old Mr. Martin could be magnanimous because after Keira's grandmother went away, he married someone else and had a happy and peaceful life.

But Uncle Olsen... He never married. Could he come to terms with it?

Just as Keira was pondering this, Uncle Olsen, who had been motionless, suddenly started coughing.

She immediately watched in alarm as Uncle Olsen clutched his chest, turned on his side, and spat out a mouthful of dark blood!

Keira's pupils constricted as she shouted, "Dad!"

In her anxious and flustered state, she turned to the family doctor and said, "Doctor, please take a look at my dad!"