# Chapter 877: The Butler's Grudge and the Boy Toy
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 877 of "My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire Reviews" — a chapter filled with tension, humor, and the ever-complicated dynamics between our favorite couple, Keira and Lewis. Trust me, you won't want to miss a single detail of what happens next!
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The moment those words left Keira's lips, the air around them seemed to shift. Lewis stood frozen in the hallway, his pristine white shirt and fitted black vest suddenly feeling more like a costume than an outfit. The smile that had been playing at the corners of his mouth vanished completely, replaced by a look of quiet dismay.
*Boy toy.*
Of all the things he'd been called in his life — and let's be honest, there had been many titles attached to his name over the years — this was certainly new. And not in a good way.
Keira, for her part, seemed utterly delighted by her own observation. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she took in his stunned expression. The way his jaw tightened, the slight furrow of his brow — it was all too adorable. She had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing outright.
"Is something wrong?" she asked innocently, batting her eyelashes.
Lewis's gaze narrowed. "You did that on purpose."
"Did what?" Keira's voice was the picture of sweet ignorance.
"You know exactly what." He tugged at the collar of his shirt, as if the fabric had suddenly become too tight. "This outfit. The timing of your comment. All of it."
Keira finally let herself smile, a genuine, warm expression that made Lewis's irritation crumble just a little. "I'm just saying — if Scarlet's looking to make an impression with her new staff, she's certainly succeeding. I mean, look at you."
She gestured toward him with an exaggerated sweep of her hand. The crisp lines of the white shirt emphasized his broad shoulders. The black vest hugged his waist in a way that could only be described as... intentional. The rolled sleeves revealed his forearms, elegant and strong. And that black armband? The detail that tied the whole look together, giving him an air of refined sophistication that was almost maddening.
Lewis let out a long breath. "This is going to be a problem, isn't it?"
"Oh, definitely," Keira agreed cheerfully. "But we'll deal with it."
Before either of them could say another word, Scarlet's assistant appeared at the end of the hallway, his posture stiff and his expression sour. He'd clearly been sent to fetch them — and equally clearly, he wasn't happy about it.
"The miss is waiting," he said flatly, his gaze sweeping over the both of them with undisguised disdain. "She doesn't like being kept waiting."
Keira and Lewis exchanged a glance. There it was again — that edge of hostility. The assistant's resentment was palpable, radiating off him like heat from a furnace. And his attention seemed to be focused squarely on Keira.
*Great,* she thought. *Not even an hour in this place, and I've already made an enemy.*
They followed him through the sprawling estate, past ornate corridors and lavishly decorated rooms. The South family's wealth was unmistakable — every surface gleamed, every piece of furniture looked like it belonged in a museum. But there was also something cold about it. Impressive, yes, but somehow hollow. Like a painting that was technically perfect yet lacking any soul.
Scarlet met them in the foyer, looking immensely satisfied with herself. She'd changed into a flowing dress in a deep burgundy shade that complemented her features and gave her an air of refined authority. Her eyes swept over Lewis's outfit with an appreciative nod.
"Good," she said, clapping her hands together. "You two look the part. That'll make things easier."
"The part?" Keira asked slowly.
"Mm-hmm." Scarlet waved her hand dismissively. "My assistant here is ridiculously protective of me. He's been with my family for years, so he takes his job very seriously. But he's also been telling me I need more personal staff — people dedicated to me, not to the family's image." She sent a pointed glance at the assistant. "This is me, taking your advice."
The assistant's jaw tightened, but he said nothing.
"Now," Scarlet continued briskly, "here's how things are going to work. You two are technically my employees. Keira, you'll be handling administrative tasks — scheduling, correspondence, that sort of thing. Lewis, you'll be my personal security detail. Simple enough, right?"
"Simple," Lewis echoed, though something in his tone suggested he found the situation anything but.
Scarlet nodded, seemingly satisfied. "Great. Pack up whatever you have — which, I'm guessing, isn't much, given your circumstances — and meet me at the car in ten minutes. We're heading back to the main residence."
She strode off without waiting for a response, her assistant trailing behind her like a shadow.
Keira and Lewis were left alone in the vast foyer.
"Is it just me," Keira murmured, "or does she move with the energy of someone who's used to getting exactly what she wants?"
"Obviously," Lewis replied. "The question is whether that's a good thing for us."
"You worry too much."
"And you don't worry enough."
They were quiet for a moment, standing there in that echoing space. Then Lewis spoke again, his voice softer.
"Are you sure about this, Keira? Going with Scarlet, trusting her? We barely know anything about her. About this family. About the bloodline power she mentioned."
Keira turned to face him, her expression thoughtful. "I'm not sure about any of it," she admitted. "But staying here, in a hospital with no identity, no resources, no way forward — that's not an option either. Scarlet's offering us a chance to figure things out. To get our bearings. And honestly?" She paused, a small smile playing at her lips. "I kind of like her. She's got fire."
Lewis let out a low laugh. "You would."
"I'm taking that as a compliment."
"It was meant as one."
For a moment, the tension between them eased. They'd been through so much already — so many dangers, so many close calls. Yet here they were, still standing, still together. Whatever this strange new world threw at them, at least they'd face it side by side.
The car ride to the South family's main residence was an experience in itself. The vehicle was sleek and black, the kind of luxury car that seemed to glide over the road rather than drive on it. Scarlet sat up front with her driver, while Keira and Lewis were relegated to the back — convenient for privacy, less convenient given that they had no idea how much they could say without being overheard.
Through the tinted windows, they watched the city pass by. It was unlike anywhere they'd been before — a strange blend of old-world architecture and modern innovation, buildings that seemed to grow from the very earth alongside gleaming towers that pierced the sky. There was an undercurrent of something else too, something harder to pin down. People moved through the streets with purpose, and yet there was a wariness about them, a caution in the way they kept their eyes down and their movements controlled.
*This is a place where everyone's watching everyone,* Keira realized. *A place where trust is a luxury, and survival is the only currency that matters.*
Finally, they arrived at a massive estate that could only be described as a compound. Walls surrounded the property, high and impenetrable, topped with security systems that would have made even the most hardened fortress jealous. Guards patrolled the perimeter, their movements precise and practiced.
Scarlet saw them looking and offered a wry smile as they pulled through the security gate. "Home sweet home," she said, the irony thick in her voice. "Welcome to the South family."
The estate itself was breathtaking — manicured gardens, a fountain that shot water high into the air, a main house that sprawled across the grounds like a sleeping giant. But there was that same coldness Keira had noticed at the hospital. Beauty without warmth. Grandeur without comfort.
Inside, the pattern continued. Every piece of furniture was immaculate, every artwork carefully selected. It was the kind of space that looked perfect but never felt lived in — a museum designed to impress visitors rather than welcome them.
"This way," Scarlet instructed, leading them through the halls. Every servant who passed bowed her head with practiced deference, their eyes carefully averted.
*Huh. Interesting.*
Keira kept her observations to herself, but she was cataloging everything. The hierarchy here was rigid and visible. Those in power walked with their heads high, while those who served kept their gazes lowered. It was a system built on tradition and obedience — and anyone who disrupted that system would likely face severe consequences.
Scarlet led them to a set of rooms in a quieter wing of the estate. They were modestly furnished but comfortable, clearly meant for staff rather than family.
"These are your quarters," Scarlet said. "You'll share a suite — there's a common area, with separate bedrooms on either side. I know it's not much, but it's what we have available."
"It's perfect," Keira said quietly.
Scarlet nodded, then hesitated. For a moment, her confident facade seemed to crack slightly, revealing a hint of vulnerability beneath. "I know this must all be strange for you. Confusing. There's a lot you don't know about this place, about the South family, about what's expected of you here. I'll do my best to help you adjust, but..." She trailed off, as if unsure how to continue.
"But?" Keira prompted gently.
"But just remember — not everyone in this family is friendly. My aunt, Lena, the one you crossed paths with? She's got long arms. Reach that extends far beyond this estate. And she doesn't forget slights, real or imagined." Scarlet met Keira's eyes directly. "She'll be looking for an opportunity to make you pay. Both of you. Stay on your guard."
With that warning hanging in the air, Scarlet turned and left them alone.
Keira and Lewis stood in the middle of their new quarters, the silence heavy around them.
"So," Keira said, trying to sound light despite the weight of what they'd just heard. "We've been here less than a day, and we've already made enemies."
Lewis walked to the window, peering out at the grounds below. "At least we know where we stand."
"And where's that?"
He turned to her, and there was something fierce in his eyes — something that made her breath catch. "On our own side. Together. No matter what this family throws at us, no matter what secrets they're hiding — we'll face it. Just like we always have."
Keira felt warmth bloom in her chest. She crossed the room to stand beside him, close enough that their shoulders brushed.
"I know," she said softly. "And Lewis?"
"Mm?"
"About the boy toy comment..."
He groaned. "Please don't."
"I regret nothing," she finished with a grin.
His expression twisted into something between exasperation and fondness. "You're impossible."
"You knew that when you married me."
"Did I?" He tilted his head, a hint of his own humor surfacing. "I don't remember the specifics. I did hear something about a head injury."
Keira burst out laughing — a genuine, bright sound that echoed through the quiet room. For a few beautiful moments, they could pretend they weren't in a dangerous, unfamiliar place. They could pretend they weren't surrounded by strangers with unknown agendas.
Just two people, finding joy in each other, holding onto the connection that had carried them through everything.
But reality was never far behind.
A knock at the door shattered the moment. Scarlet's assistant stood in the doorway, his expression as sour as ever. "The miss requests your presence in her office. There are forms to fill out — employment papers, personal documents, emergency contacts." His eyes swept over them dismissively. "I'm sure you understand the importance of being properly registered."
Translation: *I'm watching you. Don't step out of line.*
"Of course," Keira said smoothly. "Lead the way."
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In Scarlet's office, they spent the next hour filling out paperwork. It was mundane, bureaucratic work — name, age, origins (they had to make something up, their real backgrounds far too complicated and dangerous to reveal), skills, education, next of kin.
The assistant — whose name turned out to be Marcus — hovered nearby the entire time, watching their every move. His attention kept lingering on Keira, and every time she looked up, she caught him glaring at her.
*This guy really doesn't like me,* she thought. *Wonder what his deal is.*
When the paperwork was finally complete, Marcus gathered the forms with thinly veiled satisfaction. "I'll file these immediately," he said. "Your temporary IDs will be ready within three days. Until then, please don't leave the estate." There was a warning in those words. *Don't cause trouble.*
Scarlet dismissed him with a wave, then turned to her new staff with a more relaxed demeanor. "There. That wasn't so bad, was it? Now — first things first, I want to show you around properly. There's a lot you need to learn about this estate, and about the South family, if you're going to work here."
She led them on an extensive tour, pointing out various rooms and functions. The kitchens, the dining halls, the family quarters (off-limits to staff except for specific duties), the garden (a controlled environment with strict rules about what could be touched), the infirmary, the training facilities.
"The training facilities," Lewis repeated, interest flickering in his eyes.
Scarlet nodded. "The South family has always believed in the importance of physical conditioning. We have some of the best trainers in the area. If you're going to be my bodyguard, you'll need to maintain a certain level of proficiency." She sized him up. "Though honestly, you look like you can handle yourself."
"He can," Keira confirmed, a hint of pride in her voice.
"I don't doubt it." Scarlet's gaze was knowing. "I've been around enough fighters to recognize one. You move like someone with training — extensive training."
Lewis said nothing, but his posture shifted slightly, a subtle acknowledgment.
They continued the tour, eventually ending up in a small sitting room far from the main traffic of the estate. Scarlet closed the door behind them and gestured for them to sit.
"Alright," she said, all trace of the casual guide gone. "Now we can talk privately."
Keira and Lewis exchanged a glance.
"About what?"
Scarlet leaned forward, her voice dropping. "About the bloodline power. About what the South family really is. About what you just walked into."
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And that, my dear readers, is where we leave them for now!
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
Oh wow, what a chapter! The dynamic between Keira and Lewis continues to be utterly delightful — their banter is sharp and playful, but underneath it all, you can feel the genuine bond they share. The "boy toy" comment had me laughing out loud, and Lewis's reaction was absolutely priceless. That said, the introduction of Marcus as a hostile presence adds a new layer of tension that kept me on edge throughout. And the promise of finally understanding what the South family's bloodline power actually is? That's a hook I can't resist. Scarlet's warnings about Lena's long reach hang over everything like a storm cloud, and I'm dying to see how Keira and Lewis navigate this treacherous new world. The world-building is rich and immersive — this really feels like stepping into a completely different culture with its own rules and hierarchies. The chapter earns a well-deserved 4.9 out of 5 stars.
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
Now that Scarlet has promised to reveal the secrets of the South family's bloodline power, I predict the next chapter will finally peel back the veil on this mysterious ability. Given how the story has been building, I suspect that whatever this power is, it's going to directly connect to Keira's own capabilities in ways she never expected — possibly explaining why she feels so drawn to this place, before a sudden encounter with Lena or one of her minions tests their new arrangements in a dramatic way.
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