# Chapter 694: The Disciples’ Rebellion
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 694 of "My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire Reviews" – a chapter that crackles with tension, defiance, and the weight of loyalty tested to its breaking point.
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The Freeman Sect had always been known for its unbreakable unity, its disciples moving as one under the iron will of their Sect Leader, Trevor Freeman. But today, that unity was shattering like glass struck by a hammer.
"Just because she's our senior sister, does that mean she's allowed to be unpatriotic?" one disciple's voice rang out, sharp and unyielding.
Another disciple stepped forward, his phone clutched in his hand but his expression hard. "I'm not okay with posting positive comments either! Why should we clean up her mess when she's the one who screwed up and ran off?"
The murmurs spread like wildfire through the gathered disciples. "Look, I admire Keira, but what she did was wrong! I'm not posting anything!"
"Me neither! Let's stop. This whole thing is humiliating!"
A burly disciple, his arms crossed stubbornly, declared, "I trained in martial arts to serve my country, not to defend someone who doesn't love it!"
Trevor Freeman stood at the center of this storm, his face a mask of barely contained fury. These were his disciples, the young warriors he had trained and molded, and now they dared to defy him. He fixed his gaze on the ones who had spoken, knowing them to be the most stubborn in the sect.
"Your senior sister has her reasons for what she did," Trevor said, his voice low but carrying the weight of authority. "Who are you to judge?"
But the disciple who had first spoken met his gaze without flinching. "I'm judging her as a patriotic man! Are we supposed to go easy on her just because she's your disciple?"
"I won't do it!" another voice called out.
"And I'm certainly not going to humiliate myself by defending her!"
"Neither will I!"
"Me neither!"
With each refusal, more and more Freeman Sect disciples lowered their phones, their expressions shifting from confusion to firm resolve. The phones that had been dutifully held, ready to follow Trevor's orders, now hung uselessly at their sides.
Trevor felt a surge of anger burning in his chest, hot and suffocating. "I didn't train you all to just follow the crowd like sheep! Don't you trust your own senior sister?"
One disciple stepped forward, his voice hesitant but honest. "It's not that I don't trust her, it's just... she didn't grow up with us. She didn't train with us from the start. How are we supposed to know what kind of person she really is?"
The words hung in the air like a poison dart.
"Yeah, Sect Leader, what if you're wrong about her?" another disciple added, his tone bitter. "What if she's actually a spy for another country? She defended Mr. Sims, and now I can't even show my face around the Special Division!"
The grievances poured out like water from a broken dam, each complaint feeding the next. Trevor's frustration boiled over. "You ungrateful brats! You dare defy me? I said a thousand comments, and if you don't hit that number, you'll be in horse stance until you do!"
But the Freeman Sect disciples were known for their obstinacy – a trait they had learned from their leader himself. One disciple immediately shouted back, his voice fierce, "Even if I drop dead from this horse stance, I won't defend a traitor!"
"Me neither!"
"Same here!"
"Count me in!"
As more and more disciples lowered their phones, they all glared at Trevor with unwavering defiance. The air crackled with tension, father against children, loyalty against conscience.
Trevor's hands trembled with fury. He could hardly contain himself as he pointed at them, his voice rising to a shout. "Fine! Just wait! You'll regret this!"
Deep down, he clung to his faith in Keira. She had promised to prove her innocence within the week, and he believed her. But these disciples... they had no such faith.
The others stood their ground, their eyes locked on their leader, their bodies dropping into the horse stance with stubborn pride. "Then we'll wait. We're not afraid of you!"
Trevor stared at them, astonished by their rebellion.
Meanwhile, at the Special Division headquarters, a different kind of storm was brewing. A group of agents huddled together, their eyes fixed on a live stream. Brian Dawson and Luke Dawson watched alongside the rest of the team, all of whom had felt the pressure of the Freeman Sect's influence.
Luke remembered how Keira had saved him in the past. Her face, fierce and determined in battle, flashed through his mind. He couldn't bring himself to speak ill of her, no matter what. But the others had no such reservations.
"Heh, when she stood up for Mr. Sims, she probably didn't think it would come back to bite her like this," one agent sneered.
"Yeah, just because she's the Sect Leader's prized disciple, she thought she could push us around. We couldn't beat her in combat, but public opinion is another story!"
"Look at the comments – people are tearing her apart! Serves her right for backing Mr. Sims!"
The agents watched as a delivery person handed old Mr. Sims a bag of takeout food, which was promptly taken inside the study. The sight made their blood boil.
"Is he under house arrest or on vacation? He's even ordering takeout! This is ridiculous! What does that make us, the Special Division?"
"Of course, he's getting away with it – he's got Keira Olsen on his side!"
"Who cares how strong she is? We don't need a senior sister who doesn't care about our country!"
"Didn't you hear? The Olsen family is holding a press conference to disown her, and word is the Freeman Sect might kick her out, too. If that's true, she won't be able to lord over us anymore."
At this, all eyes turned toward old Mr. Sims' study, where Keira's shadow seemed to loom even in her absence.
But Keira, the center of this storm, was far away. She sat in the passenger seat of Lewis's car, the city rushing past them as they headed toward the Olsen family's press conference. She reclined slightly, her expression calm, her mind calculating.
"How long until Professor Brandt is safely home?" she asked, her voice steady.
"Half an hour until he lands," Lewis responded calmly.
"Good."
Those simple words held layers of meaning. While the world burned with accusations and betrayals, Keira was playing a longer game. Professor Brandt was the key – and he was almost home.
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
This chapter left me absolutely breathless! The rebellion within the Freeman Sect was so powerful and emotional – you could feel Trevor's pain as his disciples turned against him, and yet you could also understand their patriotic anger. The Special Division agents' resentment felt genuine too, painting Keira as simultaneously a hero and a villain depending on whose eyes you see through. But what struck me most was Keira's quiet confidence amidst the chaos. While everyone is arguing about her, she's calmly orchestrating her next move. The contrast between the noisy rebellion and her silent preparation is masterful storytelling!
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ **Rating: 4.7 / 5 Stars**
## Next Chapter Prediction
The Olsen family's press conference is about to become a battlefield! I predict Keira will make a dramatic entrance just as they're about to publicly disown her, and she'll drop a bombshell revelation that completely flips the narrative. With Professor Brandt arriving in thirty minutes, he might appear via video link or in person to defend Keira and expose whoever has been manipulating the situation. The Freeman Sect disciples are going to regret their rebellion very soon, and the Special Division agents? They're about to eat their words! Get ready for fireworks!
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