My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire!-Chapter 877 - 876

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Chapter 877: Chapter 876

Editor: Henyee Translations

Keira was still trying to wrap her head around what exactly the South family’s so-called bloodline power was when Scarlet frowned and said, "You just pissed off Lena. It’s too dangerous for you to stay here. Look—why don’t you and your fiancé come with me?"

Keira raised an eyebrow and gave her a look.

Scarlet jumped in immediately, "Relax, I’m not trying to steal your man."

Then she turned back toward the road ahead, her tone firm. "You were right. Chasing clout by hanging onto a man? That’s what losers do. My aunt had the guts to leave the South family. If she could pull that off with her own convictions, then I can too. After all, I am a legitimate South... though, I guess in the next generation I’d technically be a branch family."

Keira watched her talk and smiled faintly.

Then she lowered her eyes and asked quietly, "How do we go with you?"

Scarlet didn’t hesitate. "The way this place handles outsiders is honestly pretty harsh. Even though you two landed safely, you still don’t have official IDs. You’ve got to stay for at least a hundred days and prove your value before they’ll issue anything. Once you have ID, you can work, and they’ll assign you housing. But until then? You’re basically undocumented. Employers take a risk hiring you. So I’ll hire you." freeweɓnovel.cѳm

A few minutes later—

Keira and Lewis were sitting across from Scarlet.

Her assistant stood behind her and asked bluntly, "So, what skills do you two have?"

Keira and Lewis exchanged a look. This was... awkward. They both had a wide range of skills, but nothing exactly conventional.

Keira gave it a moment and said, "I can cook?"

Scarlet rolled her eyes. "So you were a housewife? Look, we’re not short on cooks here. We even have culinary schools. You won’t get far with just that. Forget it—cooking’s a no-go. Do you know anything about computers?"

Keira blinked. "A little?"

"Great. You’ll be my assistant."

At that, Scarlet’s current assistant shot Keira a deadly glare.

Keira arched her brow slightly. Oh, she got it now. That was territorial—he thought she was stepping on his turf.

Then Scarlet turned to Lewis. "What about you, Solomon? What can you do?"

Lewis cleared his throat. "I... don’t remember."

Scarlet turned to Keira. "Well, do you remember? What’s he good at?"

Keira thought for a second. "He’s good in a fight."

"Perfect. Then you’ll be my bodyguard," Scarlet said without missing a beat.

Her assistant immediately objected, "Miss, bodyguards should be the most loyal people around. They—"

"It’s settled."

Scarlet shut it down and stood up. "I’ll give you half an hour to pack. Then you’re coming home with me."

Keira and Lewis each headed to their rooms to change out of their hospital clothes.

Keira looked at the outfit Scarlet had left for her and frowned.

A maid outfit? Seriously?

Was this how her household staff dressed?

Then she thought about Scarlet’s assistant...

Oh. It wasn’t Scarlet. Her assistant must’ve picked it out. Just a petty power play to put her in her place.

Keira sighed, said nothing, and changed into the outfit anyway.

As she stepped out of the room, Lewis came out from the room across the hall at the same time. He was in a crisp white dress shirt with a fitted black vest, sleeves rolled just so, a slim black armband around one arm. Tall, lean, and absurdly good-looking, he had that clean, almost monastic charm that turned heads.

Keira’s eyes lit up the moment she saw him.

Lewis caught her reaction and gave a comforting smile. "Do I look alright?"

Keira nodded. "You look amazing. Honestly, dressed like that, you could pass for Scarlet’s... boy toy."

The smile on Lewis’s face vanished like a light switch.

Of course. He’d felt something was off about this outfit. It had that weird, over-styled vibe.

Now he knew why.