# Chapter 750: Under the Hood of Deceit
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 750 of *My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire Reviews*—a chapter that shifts gears from romance and family drama into a heart-pounding, mystery-packed ride. Buckle up, because this one has crashes, secrets, and a suspicion that refuses to die.
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Keira was racing against time, and not just for the thrill of it. Three reasons drove her to save Ryan and Ellie at that desperate moment. First, she trusted Lewis’s modified car with every fiber of her being—the engineering was so precise, so advanced, that she knew it was far safer than any ordinary vehicle on the road. Second, there were two lives hanging in the balance, and she would never let anyone die when she could act. Third—and this was the one that burned inside her—she needed to get her hands on that car. Because that car belonged to Ryan and Ellie, and she was determined to find out whether the accident was truly an accident… or something far more sinister.
Even now, with dust still settling and adrenaline fading, Keira couldn’t shake her doubts about the South family. Growing up in that environment had taught her to see through the layers of power, lies, and carefully constructed illusions. She had carved out a name for herself in the scientific field, where evidence ruled and imagination was kept on a leash. She’d rather believe in aliens than in superstition. Ghosts, spirits, prophecies—all of it was nonsense to her.
But today’s accident made her pause. It whispered an uncomfortable truth that echoed Erin’s words, suggesting that the South family’s predictions might hold some weight after all. Yet the question clawed at her mind: was this truly the work of prophecy, or was the South family meticulously orchestrating events to create the illusion that their prophecies were real?
Her thoughts drifted back to Oceanion, to the first time she met her sister, Keera. The South family had drugged Keira and tossed her into the sea, and that act led to her sister’s tragic death. When she and Lewis later investigated, every piece of surveillance footage had been wiped clean, leaving not a trace behind. No witnesses. No evidence. Nothing but the cold, bitter knowledge of what had happened.
That was the true power of the South family—not prediction, but control. They could erase truths, manipulate events, and make the world believe exactly what they wanted it to believe. So was this accident a stroke of fate, or a calculated move by the South family to enforce the myth of their prophetic powers?
Keira had scrapes on her arm, blood drying against her torn sleeve, but she barely noticed. Pain was secondary now. When Ellie saw her rushing toward the wreck, she stopped dead in her tracks.
“How is it?” Keira asked, her voice sharp and urgent.
“We’re fine,” Ellie replied.
“No—I meant the car,” Keira clarified without blinking.
“Uh…” Ellie looked down, her eyes dimming. “The front just got hit; the brakes should be fine.”
“That’s good to hear.”
Keira kept her reply clipped, then ran straight toward the damaged vehicle. But as she closed in, Ellie crawled out and grabbed Keira’s hand with feverish excitement. “You’re our savior! You’re like a second parent to me and my brother! Thank you for saving us!”
Keira brushed past her as if the words had bounced off her. She needed to see the car for herself. But before she could lean in, Lewis caught her wrist. She turned, startled.
“I’ll take a look,” he said calmly.
“Fine.”
Keira stepped aside and finally noticed a sharp throb in her arm. She looked down, saw her torn shirt and the blood welling beneath the fabric, and simply shook it off—as if the pain were a mosquito she could wave away.
Ellie and Ryan watched in stunned silence. Both of them were baffled by her behavior. Did this girl not understand fear or pain? They had narrowly escaped death, running on pure adrenaline, and only now was the reality of their injuries creeping up on them. Ellie winced, longing for a painkiller. Bruises were flowering across her body, and her eyes glistened with unshed tears. Ryan, too, moved stiffly, his expression as stoic as ever. That was just who he was—he never let anyone see what he felt.
But how could this young woman act so unbothered?
Ellie pulled out her phone and called for an ambulance. Then she rummaged through the trunk and found a first-aid kit, cleaning her own wounds and Ryan’s with practiced care. Ryan noticed the antiseptic and subtly tilted his head toward Keira.
Ellie understood. She approached Keira with the supplies. “Ms. Olsen, do you want to treat your wound?”
“It’s just a scratch; I’ll be fine.”
Keira’s calm response left Ellie speechless for a moment. Before she could say anything else, Keira had already pulled out her phone, opened the camera, and begun photographing every inch of their sports car.
Her composure was so complete that Ellie felt like an intruder.
Ellie sighed, dampened a sponge with antiseptic, and moved to care for Keira’s wound herself. But just as she got close, Keira suddenly crouched down and slipped under the car to inspect the brake system.
Ellie stood frozen, cotton swab in hand, unsure of what to do with it.
Time stretched on. Finally, Keira and Lewis emerged from their separate investigations—one from inside the car, one from underneath it. Lewis’s hands were smeared with black grime, and Keira looked just as messy.
Ellie finally saw an opening to speak. “Ms. Olsen…”
“How did it go?” Keira asked at the same moment.
“What’s the update?” Lewis echoed.
They cut Ellie off together. Then Keira turned to Lewis and asked, “What caused the brake system failure in the car?”
Lewis glanced at her, a knowing smirk curling at the edge of his lips. “Weren’t you just checking the brake pads? I’m sure you already have an idea.”
“Exactly.”
Keira and Lewis exchanged a glance full of understanding, and in perfect unison, they said the same thing.
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## Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating
What a riveting chapter! The tension never lets up, and watching Keira’s razor-sharp mind cut through the chaos is pure satisfaction. She doesn’t care about gratitude or comfort—she’s on a mission, scanning the wreckage like a detective on the trail of a hidden crime. I love how the chapter deepens the mystery of the South family, blurring the line between prophecy and manipulation. And that final moment between Keira and Lewis? Electric. They are truly a power couple. This chapter deserves high praise.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
Now that Keira and Lewis have uncovered the real cause of the brake failure, the next chapter is bound to deliver a bombshell. I predict they’ll find tampering—possibly some device or sabotaged line that proves the accident was no coincidence. This will push them closer to confronting the South family, and maybe we’ll see Keira start to untangle the web of lies surrounding the prophecy. Lewis’s protective instincts will likely kick into overdrive, and the couple might set a trap to expose whoever is pulling the strings. Either way, someone is going to pay.
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