My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

865  Chapter 864

Keira froze for a moment at those words.

She turned to Erin and saw the tip of her nose turning red, her shoulders shaking slightly as she struggled to hold back tears.

Then Keira looked at Jenkins, noticing her eyes were a little red as well.

Without a word, Keira reached out and patted her shoulder.

Then she turned to Jenkins with a small smile. "Fox's got a bit of a temper. Cut her some slack."

"I know," Jenkins said calmly. "Don't worry. I know exactly how she is."

Rebecca came bouncing over, interrupting with her usual energy. "Hey! What's with the serious faces? You all look like this is some dramatic farewell scene. Come on, let's drink!"

She grabbed a bottle, took a big gulp straight from it, and then let out a loud hiccup.

Almost instantly, her cheeks flushed red, and her eyes grew hazy. Then, without warning, she threw her arms around Keira and started sobbing. "My lifesaver! Keira, I missed you!"

Rebecca hiccupped between her words. "If it weren't for you, I'd be dead. You saved my life. And when I came back to Clance, I was terrified people would mock me. But you—" she sniffled—"you gave me the courage to stand tall. Do you know that?"

Keira twitched the corner of her mouth in amusement.

Ellie scoffed. "Geez, how's she such a lightweight? One drink and she's down."

Keira chuckled. "She's always been the goody-two-shoes type. Doesn't drink much."

Ellie immediately shot back, "I drink, and I'm still a goody-two-shoes."

Keira smirked. "Sure, sure."

She loosened Rebecca's grip, about to help her onto the couch, but Rebecca suddenly clutched her arm. "Keira, my brother said you've been wrapping things up at work, like you're leaving for good. Are you really not coming back?"

Keira paused.

So that's why Rebecca suddenly showed up tonight.

Just as she was about to answer, Ellie chimed in, "My brother said the same thing."

Keira let out a laugh, half exasperated. These two never had the latest news, but having well-connected brothers sure made up for it.

Before she could say anything, Rebecca slurred, "Keira, I don't care where you're going, and I don't care if you'll keep in touch or not. I just— I just want you to be okay. Promise me you'll be okay, no matter what!"

Ellie turned away at those words, blinking rapidly. Her voice was gruff. "So dramatic. And so damn emotional."

Then, in an awkward tone, she muttered, "Keira, someone like you—someone as capable as you—will be just fine, no matter what happens. I know that. So… I'll be here, in Clance, waiting for you to come back."

"Alright," Keira said softly.

She looked at them—two Clance socialites, one delicate and sentimental, the other tougher on the outside. Yet right now, they both stared at her with eyes full of worry, unable to hide their concern.

Rebecca's eyes were brimming with tears, while Ellie's face was tight with unease.

Keira clenched her fists, then smiled. "It's gonna be okay." noveldrama

She wasn't the same person she used to be. No longer that forgotten child of the Olsen family, living in the shadows.

That night, they partied hard, letting loose like never before.

Even Keira let herself go a little, drinking more than usual. She drank with Erin, Jenkins, and even Ellie until they were all good and buzzed.

Time flew by. The night deepened, then faded into dawn without them realizing it.

Keira sat up from the couch, blinking as the golden light of morning spilled in through the windows. Around her, her friends were sprawled out, dead to the world after a night of drinking.

She, however, was completely sober.

Last night, Lewis had quietly swapped out her drinks for water. The others had noticed but said nothing because they all understood—she had something important to do today. She couldn't afford to get caught up in their chaos.

At some point, Lewis had appeared beside her, waiting patiently.

Keira looked at the room full of sleeping friends and spoke gently. "Make sure they get home safely."

Lewis took her hand. "Already arranged. Don't worry about it."

She nodded. "Is it time?"

"Yeah. We need to go."

Keira turned to him. "Lewis, are you ready?"

He raised an eyebrow. "For what?"

She let out a quiet laugh. "To walk through fire with me. Are you ready?"

Lewis grinned. "Always."

They exchanged a glance, and Keira reached out her hand. "Then let's go on this little adventure into the South family."

Lewis clasped her hand firmly.

Together, they turned and walked out.

Behind them, as the door closed, the so-called drunk friends slowly cracked open their eyes, silently watching them leave.