Outside the courtyard.
Over half a dozen security guards surrounded Keira, closing in step by step.
Seeing this, Jake found it unbearable, so he shouted, "Keira, just surrender and leave the Hortons. You won't have to suffer! Otherwise, this is my home. You're intruding, and if we kill you, we'll bear no legal responsibility!"
Isla, supported by him, bit her lip upon hearing this, a flash of ruthlessness sparking in her eyes.
Even at a time like this, Jake was still concerned about Keira's safety.
That Keira was simply a disaster!
No matter what, she had to be driven out today.
Thinking this, Isla also feigned concern. "Keira, you should go. Don't worry, I'll arrange a job for your husband in the Horton family. If you really have nowhere to go, you can also return to the Olsen family..."
Keira turned to look at her, a scornful smile on her lips. "You can't even tolerate me here in the Horton's. Would you really be at ease if I actually went back to the Olsens?"
