My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire! - Chapter 735
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Keira followed Mrs. Gill into the Cobb residence, filled with curiosity.
The staff here was minimal, and as they walked through the expansive estate, she noticed only a couple of employees tending to the place.
Mrs. Gill, noticing Erin’s wandering gaze, explained, “The Cobbs prefer a low-key lifestyle. We’ve all been raised to take care of ourselves—no reliance on housekeepers.”
The Cobbs’ way of living was refreshingly understated.
Erin rolled her eyes, “Rich and yet not enjoying life. I don’t get what the Cobbs are thinking.”
Mrs. Gill shot her a look, smiling lightly. “The Cobbs value freedom over luxury. They don’t let money dictate their lives.”
Because they desired so little and had no greed, they wouldn’t sell their souls for money.
Keira found herself envying that outlook.
She had never yearned for wealth or status—her only desire was to live freely with her mother without the constraints of the South family.
How nice it would be to have a life like the Cobbs.
She envied the Cobbs a little.
Mrs. Gill continued, “Before I married into the Gills, I had the most freedom. My parents never restricted my choices. Even when I fell for Sam Olsen, they didn’t interfere. The Cobbs aren’t even that into controlling the Gills.
“I just decided to marry into the Gills when I realized he was interested in someone else. If I couldn’t marry him, any other man would be the same as the next.”
She smiled wistfully. “Guess I did my part for the family.”
Keira was taken aback. She hadn’t expected Mrs. Gill to be such a romantic.
Unfortunately, her parents were meant for each other.
Moreover, Mrs. Gill was just speaking out of sentiment; her infatuation with Keira’s father was merely a childish infatuation from her youth. Keira could see that Mrs. Gill was genuinely happy now.
Keira didn’t comment, and Mrs. Gill added, “The Cobbs are fiercely protective of their own. I suspect your troubles involve Selena, but the details elude me.”
It all became clearer when Keira saw the test results. ”
Stage IV colon cancer?”
She gasped.
Across from her sat a man in his late twenties with glasses.
He was Selena’s husband, Gavin Cobb.
Next to him was Ryan Cobb, the head of the family.
He was in his early thirties, looking every bit the refined gentleman.
Ryan maintained a calm demeanor, his eyes shifting from Keira to Gavin.
After she voiced her concerns, Ryan invited Gavin to clarify.
Keira liked that.
Gavin stated, “The Cobbs never engage in illegal activities. I only secured Selena’s temporary release after reviewing her medical reports.”
He looked at Keira and said, “Selena’s health requires her to stay optimistic, especially since her time is limited. After her release, her only obsession has been her resentment toward you.”
He sighed helplessly and continued, “I know your family’s partnership with the Gill family is innocent, but as her husband, I have to make a choice and ensure her happiness. I don’t want her to leave this world feeling depressed. So, I hope you can understand the Cobb family’s position.”
Keira was at a loss for words.
So the Cobbs, with their seemingly upright reputation, were actually shielding Selena.
They hadn’t intervened when Selena was imprisoned nor during the shareholder conflict with the Hortons.
All of this stemmed from concern for Selena’s health.
Everyone had their own circle of relatives, and when it came to business, it wasn’t just about money; relationships mattered, too.
All Selena asked for was to stop collaborating with the Olsens, and she didn’t ask Gavin to take any revenge either.
Given the circumstances, it was a reasonable request for Gavin, so he agreed without hesitation.
Keira frowned.
Ryan interrupted her thoughts, saying, “Keira, you understand the reasons now. The Cobbs will not partner with you moving forward. If there’s nothing else, you’re welcome to leave.”
Keira frowned at Ryan, then glanced at Lewis.
He shook his head slightly. With a resigned sigh, she stood to leave.
Just then, Erin spoke up cheerfully, “Mr. Cobb, are you familiar with the South family?”
Ryan paused, his expression shifting. “And you are?”
“I’m part of the South family. You should know we have a knack for predicting the future. You’ll be dead within a week.”
Erin’s bluntness hung in the air, leaving everyone stunned.