My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

Keira furrowed her brows.

Erin went on, "The first step to becoming the heir of the South family is learning how to always make the right choices!

"Old Mr. Sims has sacrificed a lot, but those were his choices. If you want to rescue your mother, you should ignore this matter and use your status as the senior sister of the Freeman Sect and the positive impression you've just made at Brian's to solidify your position within the Special Division and increase everyone's approval of you!

"If I were you, I'd be the first to rush up and spit! That way, you'd quickly gain their approval. You won't need to waste so much effort! These are all experiences from someone who's been through it all. Otherwise, you might find it very difficult to gain the Special Division's approval, and if that's the case, then you might as well submit to me obediently, just like your sister!"

Having said all this, Erin continued gnawing on a roasted rib, her little mouth glistening with oil, looking innocent and flawless.

Keira stared intently at the video, suddenly understanding Erin's purpose.

Erin told her that piece of information on purpose, just to make her go against her conscience and be the first one to act.

It was deliberate! n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Erin let this story out to prevent Keira from gaining the support of the Special Division...

Keira took a deep breath.

Erin continued, "However, it's hard to be tough. We've been trained by our families from a young age to be selfish and never meddle in others' affairs. With your personality, I fear you won't be able to do this! What a pity, you don't even qualify to compete for the position of heir! After all, she's your best friend, isn't she?"

At this point, she giggled, "Keira, how will you choose?

"If you defend Holly and old Mr. Sims, then you've lost this competition. If you don't defend them, you still have a chance to win."

Erin still wore her smiling face, which made Keira clench her fists tightly.

She knew she should listen to Erin and not meddle in these matters.

But watching the old man moving to the forefront, she clenched her fists tightly.

Old Mr. Sims had made so many contributions to the country, and even in the end, he was still trying to consider what was best for Barry Brandt and even for Brian.

He didn't retire because he didn't want Brian to be the spy, knowing that being the spy would certainly result in being reviled by thousands...

He was getting on in years; there was nothing else he could do in his lifetime, but if Brian were to be burdened with all this responsibility now, how could he return to the Special Division even if Barry Brandt came back to the country?

He had thought of everyone else but had not considered himself and his own children and grandchildren...

Keira knew full well he was a selfless person and was innocent. Could she really just watch him suffer these indignities?

Keira's jaw tensed.

Erin's mocking voice came through the phone, "Keira, you're not getting soft-hearted, are you?"

Keira's gaze dropped, and she clenched her fists.

Then, she heard, "Grandfather!"

Holly ran to old Mr. Sims and cried out, "Let me replace my grandfather. He's old, and if he takes this punishment, he'll collapse!"

Her crying didn't evoke concern from the crowd. Instead, Brian reprimanded her, "Holly, this is the rule of the Special Division! Step aside!"

Holly didn't move.

Old Mr. Sims then pushed her lightly. "Holly, move aside. What's a bit of spitting? I've been through much worse in my childhood..."

Holly wanted to say more, but old Mr. Sims sighed. "Besides, it was my mistake, and I should be the one to bear it."

Holly was stunned and didn't move.

Leaning on his cane, old Mr. Sims slowly made his way through the crowd.

He approached Brian.

Brian stared at him for a long while, "Hector, if you were short on money, you could have told me, but you shouldn't have betrayed your country for the enemy! You know my father died in the tech station, and the thing I hate the most is a spy! Don't blame me for this!"

After that, he cleared his throat and then spat viciously at old Mr. Sims!

Old Mr. Sims closed his eyes.

But inside, he trembled.

Despite having experienced a lot, this kind of humiliation was truly hard to accept...

But the anticipated sticky, disgusting substance didn't land on him. Instead, he felt a gust of wind, and upon opening his eyes, he saw Keira's jacket had been thrown at him, blocking his face and shielding him from Brian's spit.

Old Mr. Sims was taken aback and immediately looked anxiously at Keira.

Keira's eyes were resolute as she stepped forward.

Through the Bluetooth earpiece connected to her phone, Erin shouted, "Hey, Keira, have you gone mad?! Don't go! You..."

The words were cut off as Keira had already disconnected the call.

Keira walked up to old Mr. Sims and positioned herself right in front of him, her gaze piercing as she looked at the crowd. "As long as I'm here, no one is going to touch either Mr. Sims or Holly!"