Mi marido accidental es ¡un billonario!

Keira immediately rushed toward the bathroom.

Peter hesitated for a moment and said, “Keera, Jenkins is taking a shower; she didn’t run away, so I won’t go inside.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than he heard Keira kick the bathroom door open, and a cry of surprise emanated from inside.

Susan shouted, “Keera, what are you doing?!”

Peter was stunned, “Susan?”

He stepped into the bathroom and saw Susan and a maid standing inside. He was taken aback. “What are you doing here? Where’s Jenkins?”

Almost immediately after that, they saw Jenkins soaked in the bathtub.

Peter and Keira both cried out in alarm and immediately moved forward, trying to pull Jenkins out, but the next moment, they heard a “gurgle” sound.

Both were stunned, only to see the water in the pool draining away, revealing Jenkins’s head…

Time rewound to one minute earlier.

Jenkins was being forcibly held down by Susan and just couldn’t muster any strength; she even saw the Grim Reaper beckoning to her…

She had given up, but just then, she caught sight of the bottom of the bathtub, which was a white blur, like heaven…

How could there be a plug in heaven?

No, it was the bathtub drain!

Jenkins stopped struggling and instead, with all her might, raised her arm and slowly stretched her head toward the drain.

Then, she finally grabbed the valve and pulled hard…

“Gurgle…”

After that sound, water was being drained away through the outlet…

Then, Jenkins heard the cries of surprise from Susan and the maid.

They tried to turn on the tap, but it was already too late.

Filling the tub took time, but draining it was faster, and soon, Jenkins’s head surfaced. She was drenched and slumped in the bathtub.

Peter had rushed over and grabbed her arm.

Jenkins was barely hanging on. Having swallowed so much water, she kept spitting water out. She remained limp in the bathtub, unable to move.

Keira approached Jenkins, pressed on her abdomen to expel all the water from her stomach, and then turned to look at Susan and the maid.

Keira asked sternly, “What happened? What did you do?!”

The maid immediately looked guiltily at Susan, then averted her gaze.

Susan said, “Keera, here’s what happened. Jenkins confessed that she was the one who administered the poison, so I came to interrogate her about the formula ratio. If I could get that out of her, Uncle could be saved!”

Keira frowned. “She confessed?”

Now, weakly slumped in the bathtub, Jenkins heard this and immediately glared at Susan with eyes full of resentment.

She shook her head, attempting to speak but simply couldn’t.

She could only listen as Susan twisted the truth. “Yes, I just thought of something. If the poison was administered by her, then she must have a motive, so I checked her bank account transactions. And you know what? There was a deposit of one million into her account at eight o’clock last night!”

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Susan kept lying. “How does one just receive so much money for no reason? That’s why I came to interrogate her; indeed, she admitted it!”

“You… are full of shit!” Jenkins finally recovered enough to speak. She grabbed Peter’s hand, which was supporting her while looking at Susan with eyes brimming with hatred. “You’re lying! I didn’t…”

“You what? Didn’t you have a million deposited into your bank account? Do you want us to check your bank card?”

Jenkins choked, “I…”

Susan picked up her phone and threw it in front of her. “Go ahead and check!”

Jenkins didn’t move.

Susan said, “What’s the matter? Feeling guilty?”

Jenkins bit her lip, trembling as she opened her mobile banking and clicked on the balance tab. The figure of one million appeared in front of her.

Jenkins was extremely shocked, and she licked in, only to see that it was indeed a transfer from yesterday.

She turned back incredulously to look at Susan.

Susan sneered. “Peter, you see? This is the evidence!”

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Jenkins looked like she was about to cry as she turned to Peter. “I don’t know who transferred this to me… I was in this room all day yesterday. I haven’t…”

Peter stared at her with a gloomy face without speaking.

Seeing this, Jenkins immediately clenched her teeth, and for some reason, a touch of disappointment rose from the bottom of her heart, and she looked at Keira. “Miss, I didn’t do it! You have to investigate. You must check thoroughly! I am innocent!”

After that, tears rolled down her face.

But she was still soaked, and one couldn’t tell whether it was water or her real tears…

Keira looked at Susan, and before she could speak, Susan pointed to the maid beside her. “Jenkins, don’t tell me you’re trying to deny the confession now that your savior has arrived. You said it just now, and this maid can testify! Isn’t that so? Say something!”

The last sentence was directed at the maid.

The maid was immediately startled. She shuddered and looked cautiously at Keira and Peter.

When Keira looked over, the maid immediately shrank back. She trembled, then cast her gaze downward, not daring to make eye contact with them.

She looked at Jenkins, who was slumped over in the bathtub. She knew that if she didn’t blame Jenkins today, her guilt of collaborating with Susan to bully Jenkins would be exposed.

She took a deep breath and said, “Yes, that’s right!”

She looked at Jenkins. “She just admitted it, and that’s why Miss Simpson and I questioned her. We felt that the Olsen family is too kind, too concerned with evidence, and probably couldn’t make such a ruthless move, so we wanted to make a contribution…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Jenkins immediately shouted, “Cathy! Why would you slander me like that? Why?!”

That startled the maid, making her take a step back.

Susan stood by the side, looking at Jenkins. “Jenkins, are you threatening Cathy in front of so many people? Guess what? I’m still here! Cathy, do you have more to tell? Say it! The money is the evidence, and we’re the witness. Jenkins, you can’t get away!”

Hearing that, Jenkins lowered her head in despair. “It wasn’t me. It wasn’t…”

She smiled bitterly when she heard a voice. “That’s enough!”

Jenkins was startled, and she turned incredulously to the speaker, Peter.

She looked at him in a daze.

Susan turned to Jenkins. “Jenkins, did you hear that? Peter just said it. It’s enough! Stop making excuses!!”

She stood there, arms crossed, looking smug as if she were looking at a dead person.

Jenkins desperately clenched her fists.

She was trembling, about to stand up from the bathtub, when she heard Peter speak in a heavy tone. “Susan, I’m talking to you! Enough is enough. Stop your little show right now!”