My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

She was utterly confused and unable to make sense of her grandfather's actions.

Keira couldn't help but ask, "He took the money? Is there any evidence?"

Biting her lip, Holly replied, "Yes, every transaction was traced. Although they were very discreet, the total amount adds up to several billion…"

She paused and added, "US dollars."

Keira was stunned. The amount was indeed astronomical.

The Sims family was wealthy, but such a significant sum might have tempted old Mr. Sims more than expected.

Holly bit her lip again. "Why would he take so much money? Neither my father nor I have any use for that much cash. We've never even seen it. But it's definitely there in his accounts…" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Wiping away a tear, Holly said, "I don't understand, Keira. Could Grandfather really be a spy?"

Keira patted her shoulder. "Let's go see him first."

Holly nodded, holding back her sobs.

As they were about to enter, Lewis approached. "Keira, I need to tell you something."

Keira looked taken aback. "What?"

Lewis leaned in and whispered something that made Keira pause and then look sharply at him.

Lewis nodded in response.

Taking a deep breath, Keira said, "I understand."

She followed Holly into the Special Division.

Inside, the atmosphere had changed. Previously, whether they were old Mr. Sims' subordinates or from the Dawson camp, everyone had treated Holly with respect.

Old Mr. Sims had managed the Special Division with authority for years.

Now, everyone looked at Holly with contempt. Some seemed ready to speak but remained silent when they saw Keira.

The attitude toward Keira was different. As the senior sister of the Freeman Sect, she was respected for maintaining the honor of the Special Division.

Keira was indifferent to the change. Holly wasn't one to care about external opinions, so they proceeded to the office where old Mr. Sims was being held.

Layers of guards blocked their way.

When Holly moved forward, the guards showed wariness and blocked them. They looked to Keira. "Senior Sister, we're detaining a confessed spy here. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter."

Holly shouted, "There must be some misunderstanding!"

The guard replied, "We hope so, too, but the evidence is irrefutable. The transactions have been intermittent over the past decade. No one would frame old Mr. Sims starting ten years ago. If he had surrendered the money initially, there wouldn't have been any issues. The money just sat there; nobody above had any clue. If old Mr. Sims isn't a spy, what is he?"

Holly was speechless.

The guard added, "With old Mr. Sims committing such acts, we have grown suspicious of the Sims family. As his granddaughter, it's best if you don't wander around the Special Division. What if you steal important information?"

Holly's eyes reddened with anger. "Are you treating me as a spy, too?"

The guard sneered but ignored her, addressing Keira instead. "Senior Sister, it would be best for you to stay away from her. After all, she's the granddaughter of an old spy. We don't currently have evidence to prove she's a spy, but old Mr. Sims has provided foreign entities with technical information. It's possible she helped obtain some of it!"

Holly screamed in anger, "I did not!"

"Whether you did or not, we can discuss it once everything is clarified. But even if it's cleared up, as the granddaughter of a spy, you'll no longer receive our trust. Please understand," the guard said.

Holly was choked up.

She wanted to argue but didn't know how.

Seeing this, Keira said, "May I see old Mr. Sims?"

The guard frowned. "Deputy Director Dawson's signature is required."

Before Keira could respond, James interjected. "The Sect Leader of the Freeman Sect holds the same status within the Special Division as old Mr. Sims. The senior sister of the Freeman Sect holds a rank equivalent to a Deputy Director. Since when does she need Deputy Director Dawson's permission? Is the Special Division no longer interested in having the Freeman Sect as an ally, or do you plan to treat us as subordinates?"

The guard fell silent and reluctantly moved aside. "Senior Sister, please enter."

Holly followed closely behind.

The guard seemed about to say something, but James scoffed. "If Deputy Director Dawson were here, would you dare to stop him?"

The guard had no reply and let them pass.