# Chapter 569: The Photograph's Fate
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 569 of "My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire Reviews". The tension is absolutely skyrocketing, and I can barely contain my excitement to share what happens next! So grab your favorite drink, get comfortable, and let me take you through this incredible chapter filled with shocking twists, fierce confrontations, and a mystery that just won't stay buried!
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Keira's fingers wrapped around the photograph, ready to pull it toward herself. But to her utter astonishment, Vera's grip tightened like iron, refusing to release it even an inch.
Keira's brow furrowed deeply. "Scott said he would show this to me."
Vera's eyes blazed with barely contained fury as she glared at Keira. "I won't allow him to show you anything, and you won't see this photograph!"
Keira's voice dropped, sharp and warning. "Vera, don't push me too far!"
A cold, mocking laugh escaped Vera's lips. "You think I don't know what you're plotting? You want to find old Mr. Martin's illegitimate daughter so you can negotiate with him, don't you? But I'm telling you right now, it won't work! Even if you somehow managed to find her, old Mr. Martin wouldn't care!"
Keira's eyes narrowed as she returned the sneer. "If that's really the case, then why won't you simply give me the photograph?"
Vera's jaw clenched as she stared down at the photograph in their shared grip. Finally, she scoffed, "You want me to hand this over? Would old Mr. Martin agree to that? This is his private matter!"
Keira immediately turned her gaze toward old Mr. Martin, waiting for his response.
Scott stepped forward, his voice earnest. "Grandpa, Miss Olsen and Mr. Horton have been in Clance for so many years. There's a very real possibility they know your daughter! Are you truly certain you don't want their assistance?"
Old Mr. Martin's brow creased with hesitation. "That won't be necessary."
Keira spoke directly, her voice steady and clear. "Mr. Martin, what if I do this as a personal favor to you? I won't stand in the way of you arranging an engagement between Vera and Scott!"
The old man's expression flickered with uncertainty.
Scott pressed further, "Grandpa! Think about it carefully!"
Finally, old Mr. Martin relented. "Then let her have a look. But let me make this perfectly clear: even if she provides a clue and somehow finds my daughter, I won't help her. Once you and Vera are engaged, this matter is closed!"
Keira nodded without hesitation. "Agreed."
She had never been the type to expect something in return for helping others. Yet her intuition screamed at her that this photograph held the key to breaking this entire stalemate.
Scott turned to Vera, his voice firm. "Grandpa has agreed. Now let go!"
Vera's eyes suddenly turned icy cold, and a vicious smile curled across her lips. "Fine then!"
Everyone present believed that after those words, she would finally release the photograph. But to their absolute horror, Vera's hands moved with lightning speed, and she tore the photograph straight down the middle!
Gasps echoed through the room.
Even old Mr. Martin stared at her in disbelief, stepping forward shakily. "Vera, you..."
Vera raised an eyebrow with feigned innocence. "Oh dear, my apologies! This photograph is just so old and brittle. I barely touched it, and who would have guessed it would simply shatter like that?"
With a flick of her wrist, she sent the torn pieces scattering, her cold laugh hanging in the air.
Old Mr. Martin's face turned an alarming shade of iron gray, fury and devastation warring in his eyes.
Scott's voice rang out with accusation. "You did that on purpose!"
Vera turned to face him, her words dripping with venom. "So what if I did? I'm your fiancée, yet you're letting someone from the Olsen family meddle in our affairs! I won't stand for it! Let me tell you something, Scott—once a choice is made, it should be carried out without hesitation!"
At those words, old Mr. Martin paused, his anger deflating into a weary frown.
Scott protested, "Grandpa, can you really tolerate this? That was your only piece of evidence!"
Old Mr. Martin's jaw tightened, his fists clenching and then slowly relaxing. After what felt like an eternity, he could only utter two defeated words. "Let it be."
He turned away, and Keira could see reluctant tears glistening in his eyes.
Keira's mind raced. The Martin family's status and power abroad were no less significant than the Olsen family's influence back home. Moreover, the Martin family was noble, connected to royalty itself. Why would they tolerate Vera's outrageous behavior to such an extreme?!
She looked at Vera again.
Vera was methodically tearing the already damaged photograph into even smaller pieces, letting the fragments flutter to the ground like confetti at a funeral.
Old Mr. Martin trembled, his gaze fixed on those scattered pieces. He hesitated for a long moment, but in the end, he said nothing.
Vera dusted off her hands, brushing away the last remnants of debris, then spoke with smug satisfaction. "Scott, do you hate me so much? The person you should hate is Keira! After all, if she weren't here, I wouldn't have had to destroy that photograph and ruin your relationship!"
She cast a provocative glance at Keira, daring her to respond.
Keira's jaw clenched so hard her teeth ached.
But then Vera suddenly laughed, her voice light and mocking. "However, if you want Miss Olsen to stay and watch our engagement party, I suppose it's not impossible. Since you're so insistent, let her stay!"
She hooked her arm possessively through Scott's. "Alright, we need to go backstage to get changed now!"
Scott took a deep breath and looked once more at old Mr. Martin, who nodded in resignation. With no other choice, Scott allowed himself to be led away by Vera.
Before leaving, he glanced back at Keira, his eyes filled with helpless apology.
After the two disappeared from sight, Erin turned to old Mr. Martin, her voice trembling with confusion. "Grandpa, I don't understand. She humiliated you! How can you just accept this?"
Old Mr. Martin sighed heavily, the weight of years pressing down on his shoulders. "You don't need to understand these things."
He gave Keira one last meaningful look before walking away, his back more stooped than before. Even though he didn't turn to look at the torn photograph on the floor, his entire demeanor radiated defeat, as if the tearing of that picture had cost him half his life.
Keira clenched her jaw and suddenly turned to Lewis.
Understanding immediately, Lewis crouched down when no one was watching and gently gathered every single piece Vera had torn apart.
Lewis's voice was low and urgent. "Something's not right."
Keira nodded. "I had a feeling this photograph was the key to solving everything. But I never expected Vera's reaction to be so extreme! She's been trying to prevent me from seeing this photo from the very beginning, and that only confirms my suspicion. There's definitely something hidden here!"
Lewis agreed. "I think so too."
After they had collected every fragment from the ground, Lewis extended his hand. "Give them to me. I'll find a place to piece them back together!"
Keira's eyes widened with hope. "Can you really restore it? It's been torn into so many tiny pieces."
"I can. Give me half an hour. Try to stall them!"
Taking a deep breath, Keira nodded firmly.
Lewis pocketed all the fragments and quickly slipped out of the room, heading straight to the parking lot. He found his car, turned on all the lights in the back seat, flipped open a table, and carefully placed the photograph fragments on it. Then he pulled out a toolkit from under the seat!
Inside the case was a complete set of restoration tools. Lewis selected a pair of tweezers and began the delicate work of reconstructing the photograph.
His hands moved swiftly, and in less than ten minutes, he had already restored half of the image.
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Back at the banquet, Charles was trying to console Erin.
Erin's voice cracked with tears. "I don't understand. Has Grandpa just given up on me? Where am I supposed to go from here?"
Charles's voice was gentle. "Come to my place! You're supposed to marry me anyway, so just move into my house!"
But Erin shook her head. "That doesn't feel right."
Rebecca immediately jumped in, "Right, that doesn't seem proper. I have a house in Clance. Why don't you stay with me?"
If Erin stayed with the Olsen family, she would see Keira every day, and Rebecca couldn't allow that.
Erin hesitated, then looked at Charles again.
Charles quickly pressed his advantage. "Why wouldn't it be right? It's settled then! You'll stay with me! My parents will absolutely welcome you! Do you have any luggage? I'll help you pack."
Erin lowered her head. "I don't want anything from this house. Since I agreed not to take anything from the Martin family, I'll keep my word! I'm an adult. I can find a job on my own!"
Charles nodded supportively. "Right, and you have me too! You can depend on me!"
Erin looked ahead, her voice filled with sorrow. "Why have our families become like this?"
Then, through gritted teeth, she added, "It's all Vera's fault! If only I could ruin today's engagement banquet!"
She turned to Charles, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "What if I knock my brother unconscious and take him away? Without my brother, the engagement banquet can't possibly go on, right?"
Charles's eyes lit up, and he was about to respond when an elderly voice interrupted.
"Without Scott, there are still your other brothers. The Martin family has plenty of sons!"
Erin spun around to find old Mr. Martin standing behind her.
Erin snorted. "My other brothers aren't as obedient as Scott!"
Old Mr. Martin lowered his gaze. "Whoever marries a daughter from the South family will inherit the entire family business. Do you think any of them would say no to that?"
Erin was stunned. "Is that really a thing?!"
Old Mr. Martin nodded solemnly. "Indeed. So you won't be able to cause any trouble today!"
Erin's voice grew defiant. "If I can't steal Scott away, can I at least mess with Vera?"
Old Mr. Martin scoffed. "Do you truly believe Vera is someone you can mess with?"
Erin's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
James spoke up, his voice calm and analytical. "That Vera has impressive physical skills. Even without her bodyguards, it would probably take ten people just to subdue her!"
Erin was dumbfounded. "What?!"
James continued indifferently, "Just now, when my little sister tried to snatch the photograph, Vera's movements were quick and powerful, and that was without Vera even knowing what was happening. Why do you think Keira wasn't successful?"
An ordinary person couldn't have stopped the Freeman Sect's senior sister!
Erin's eyes went wide as saucers. "She... she knows martial arts?"
James looked at her pale face. "You should be grateful that she still wants to cooperate with the Martin family. The slap she gave you earlier barely had any force behind it."
Erin was completely speechless.
Holding Amy, Keira was deep in thought. She occasionally glanced down at her phone, watching the minutes tick by.
Another twenty minutes had passed.
Would Lewis have finished restoring the photograph by now?
While she was contemplating, a stir rippled through the rest area. Two doors opened simultaneously, and Scott and Vera emerged in their formal engagement attire.
Every eye in the room fixed on them.
Vera walked to Scott's side, hooked her arm through his, and then glanced at Keira with a triumphant smile before moving forward.
Scott followed her like a puppet, his face completely expressionless.
Everyone could see Scott's reluctance.
Yet no one said a word. No one stood up for him.
Together, they slowly made their way to the stage.
Old Mr. Martin stood beside Keira and whispered, "Keira, are you sure you don't want to fight for this?"
Keira clenched her jaw and remained silent.
Old Mr. Martin sighed deeply. "Actually, between you and Vera, I prefer you. You're reasonable, while Vera is anything but... If you stand up right now, I'll definitely take Scott and stand by your side."
Keira finally looked at him. "Sir, I have a husband."
Old Mr. Martin replied without hesitation. "Isn't he just your fiancé? Engagements can be broken. And even if you're already married, divorce is always an option. Keira, isn't Scott your good friend? All I need is for you two to have a child together. Do you understand? I need a child with the South family's bloodline."
Keira shook her head firmly. "I don't understand what you're thinking, but I don't agree with this kind of marriage alliance. Women aren't tools for bearing children!"
"I have never dared to treat you as tools..." Old Mr. Martin said helplessly. "Never mind. I won't force you. Perhaps this is simply the Martin family's fate."
Keira pressed further. "Why must you insist on an alliance with the South family? What kind of family are they?"
"I can't say." Old Mr. Martin's voice was barely a whisper. "It's the rule."
Keira frowned. "What is it about the South family that makes the Martin family so devoted?"
The answer from old Mr. Martin was the same. "I can't say."
Keira was at a loss for words.
They could only stand there, watching as Vera led Scott up the stage. Keira's jaw tightened, her fingers clenching into fists.
She glanced at her phone one more time.
It had been exactly half an hour since Lewis left. Had he managed to piece the photographs together?
Unable to help herself, she looked back toward the entrance.
At that moment, Vera arrived at the center of the stage with Scott in tow. She grabbed the microphone without hesitation and declared, "Today is the auspicious day of my engagement to Scott, and I thank everyone present for coming. Without further ado, our engagement ceremony will be complete once we exchange rings! From this day forward, I shall be Mrs. Martin!"
She set the microphone aside and took a velvet box from the master of ceremonies. Opening it revealed two elegant rings nestled inside.
Vera picked up one of them, smiling coyly at Scott.
Scott didn't move. He looked toward Keira, his eyes begging for rescue.
But all he saw was Keira's gaze fixed on the door, and a bitter, resigned smile crossed his face before he slowly extended his hand toward Vera.
Keira's heart was pounding wildly!
She checked the time again and stared desperately toward the stage. If Lewis didn't arrive soon, it would be too late!
Once those rings exchanged fingers, the deal would be sealed.
Scott's hand was grabbed by Vera. Just as Vera was about to slide the ring onto his finger—
"Wait!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw Lewis striding through the entrance!
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
What an absolutely breathtaking chapter! The tension was so thick I could barely breathe through the entire reading! Vera's audacity in tearing up that precious photograph left me absolutely FURIOUS! How dare she! And the mystery surrounding why the Martin family bows to the South family is driving me absolutely crazy! Old Mr. Martin's heartbreaking defeat and Scott's helpless expression just broke my heart into pieces. I'm on the edge of my seat waiting to see what Lewis has discovered! The restoration of that photograph could change EVERYTHING!
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
Lewis has returned just in the nick of time! I predict that in the next chapter, Lewis will reveal what he's pieced together from the photograph, and it will SHOCK everyone! That photograph likely shows something that connects old Mr. Martin's illegitimate daughter to someone present in this very room! And the biggest question—why is Vera so desperate to hide this secret? I have a sinking feeling there's a connection between Vera and that missing daughter, and if Keira exposes this truth, the entire engagement could come crashing down! Vera's world is about to be turned upside down!
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