My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

623  Chapter 622

Keira chuckled dismissively and looked toward James, who was in the distance and gave him a slight nod.

Immediately, James led several Inner Sect disciples of the Freeman Sect, charging into the chaotic scene.

James shouted, "Stop fighting. No more hitting!"

This was the backup plan Keira had prepared.

When words failed, it was time to show strength!

Each of the Inner Sect disciples was skilled enough to Luke. Once they stepped in, they quickly separated the two clashing sides.

Luke started to fight with people from the Freeman Sect but was promptly subdued by James, who grabbed Luke's shoulder from behind, making Luke cry out in pain.

The combatants on both sides soon calmed down.

Mike and Terry exchanged glances and frowned, not expecting the Freeman Sect to suddenly meddle in this affair...

Mike shouted, "James, are you here to help us? That's fantastic!"

As expected, the people on Holly's side began to rejoice. "Miss Sims and the people from Freeman Sect have always been in contact. The Freeman Sect is here to help us! Look, they've detained Luke!"

Upon hearing this, Luke was furious and glared at James. "James, the Freeman Sect is supposed to stay independent, never interfering with the division's management. What you're doing is breaking the rules! You've gone too far!"

Terry also added, "Yeah, way too far!"

Then he looked toward Holly. "I wondered how the Sims family got so bold today; it turns out you found the Freeman Sect as your helper! Do you think, with their help, you can take the director's position back?"

That statement was incredibly instigating.

Even the hot-headed Luke was triggered, let alone Brian himself, who was infuriated by that comment.

He confronted James, "Mr. James Olsen, right? What's the meaning of this? You owe me an explanation!"

James was perplexed.

What could his intentions be?

He was following his little sister's command to break up the fight. When he hit someone, they didn't dare hit back. Being the most capable fighter, Luke wouldn't stop, so he had to be restrained.

How did that turn into taking sides?

James tried to explain, "I'm not..."

"Not what?" Terry angrily shouted. "Why are you treating Luke like this?!"

The others yelled, "Right, let Mr. Dawson go!"

"Release Mr. Dawson!"

Brian also stepped forward, his face dark with anger. "Let go of Luke!"

James was dumbfounded.

Just as he was about to release Luke, Mike said, "James, don't be scared! Right now, old Mr. Sims is still the director, and what are Brian and his son to us? Do they dare to compete with us?"

The hotheaded youths standing behind Holly roared, "Exactly, ignore them! Old Mr. Sims used to treat you all so well! They're so ungrateful! They're biting the hand that fed you!"

"That's an understatement! I think it's sheer ambition!"

Luke retorted, "Old Mr. Sims said he'd hand over the Special Division to my dad. It wasn't something my dad asked for. If he didn't want to, why not say so outright instead of being so hypocritical?!"

"Yeah, old Mr. Sims says one thing and does another; it's utterly disgusting!"

"We support Brian and Luke!"

Both sides were on the verge of arguing again...

Mike and Terry were such agitators!

Keira sneered. She stepped forward and addressed Brian, "Deputy Director Dawson, do you also think old Mr. Sims says one thing but does another?"

Upon hearing this, Brian hesitated slightly, a flash of indignation flashing across his face.

Keira understood then that it was a grudge built up over time.

Undoubtedly, Terry had been whispering poison into Brian's ear regularly.

That was how trust between people worked.

One or two rumors wouldn't do much, but what if one constantly listened to them?

Old Mr. Sims and Brian were both profound thinkers. There were simply too many chiefs in the division and an inherent conflict between them.

Old Mr. Sims certainly had the sincere intention of handing the Special Division over to Brian...

But for some reason, he had delayed his retirement, causing Brian's suspicions...

Luke scoffed. "Of course, he isn't sincere. He's eighty years old and still clinging to the director's position. My dad is already fifty! Does he plan to wait until he's a hundred? That would make my dad seventy by the time he becomes the director!"

Brian sneered and turned to Vincent. "Since the topic has been brought up today, Mr. Sims, I'd like a clear answer. Is your father dissatisfied with me? Was Holly brought over to take his place?"

With this, Luke exclaimed, "On what grounds? Dad, you've sacrificed so much for the Special Division! Letting Holly manage the Special Division? I can't accept that!"

"I can't accept that either!"

"Brian, don't waste words with them. Old Mr. Sims has been taken away; you should just take charge!"

Keira observed Brian and sighed inwardly. She asked, "Do you not trust old Mr. Sims?"

Brian snapped, "I have nothing to say to a girl like you!"

"But I have something to say to you."

Keira stepped forward and handed a document to Brian. "Before you doubt old Mr. Sims, take a look at this!" Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Keira had come prepared!