Marrying MR Billionaire

normal for you not to know him because he's a mystery. Even I have never met him. He is Nathaniel Horton's young uncle. He's only 28 years old and is now the real power holder in the Horton famil

at Mrs. Olsen deserved it! Downstairs. Lyra lazily stood in the shadow of the staircase, staring at the entrance and waiting quietly for the Horton family to arrive. After some time, Mrs. Olsen slowly walked downstairs with help from a servant. She wore a purple dress, looking slightly emaciated. She was full of scholarly spirit and seemed unapproachable. The servant said softly, "Ma'am, you're not well. It's better if you don't come down." Mrs. Olsen shook her head and spoke while coughing, "No... I can't... miss Selene's... important day..." They didn't notice Lyra and headed toward the entrance. Lyra watched Mrs. Olsen from behind, her eyes filled with admiration. It was funny. Mrs. Olsen, who should have the right to hate Keira the most, was the only kind person she met in the Olsen family. Hannah didn't act like a mother at all and often forgot to feed Lyra when she was young. As a child, Lyra was so skinny and malnourished that she dug around in trash cans for food as soon as she learned to walk. One day Mrs. Olsen found her doing that, and started leaving food for her in the garden every day. She kept up this routine for twelve years. If it weren't for Mrs. Olsen's kindness, Lyra probably would have died of hunger a long time ago. Watching Mrs. Olsen getting farther away and hearing the sound of her coughing from time to time, Lyra frowned with worry. At that moment, there was a commotion at the entrance. The Horton family had arrived! Noah and Mrs. Olsen greeted them at the entrance. They exchanged a few words before stepping aside to let a group of people stream in. Lyra caught sight of Dean Horton at once. He was wearing a well-tailored bespoke black suit and walking at the front like a moon surrounded by stars. His features were more distinct than in the photos, with a firm profile and strong jawline. His deep-set eyes were brooding, his thin lips were stern-looking, and his every move exuded an air of sophistication. Perhaps sensing her gaze, the man suddenly looked back at her. For a moment, their eyes met. His sharp gaze made Lyra's heart flutter. Just as she was trying to observe the emotions in his eyes, he shifted his gaze elsewhere.