# Chapter 72: Banquet: The Gathering Storm
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 72: Banquet of "My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire Reviews". This chapter is a rollercoaster of emotions, confrontations, and secrets bubbling to the surface, and I can't wait to share every thrilling moment with you. So sit back, relax, and let me guide you through this unforgettable evening where past grievances meet present tension.
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The evening air was thick with tension as Lewis turned and walked away from Frankie without another word. But Frankie, fueled by indignation, couldn't let it go. "Lewis, how could you be so ungrateful? You..." The words died in his throat as Lewis stopped dead in his tracks.
When Lewis whirled around, his eyes were no longer cold—they were *demonic*. A flicker of sinister anger glowed in his gaze, his expression dark and terrifying like a vengeful spirit crawling out from the depths of hell. Frankie's voice choked, his words trapped in his throat by sheer terror.
Lewis's voice was low, but it carried a chilling menace that cut through the night air like a blade. "Mr. Allen, our relationship is purely business. You've crossed the line."
He left those words hanging like a curse and walked away briskly, leaving Frankie rooted to the spot, his face frozen in shock. For the first time, Frankie truly understood who Lewis was. The man he had worked with was always cold but gentlemanly—but that gentlemanly facade had made Frankie forget the rumors. The rumors of Lewis's ruthless violence, his aggressive nature. Frankie had dismissed it all as gossip. But now, seeing that ferocious countenance up close, he realized Lewis was not someone to be trifled with.
Yet as Frankie watched, he saw something remarkable. The aggression that had threatened to consume Lewis just moments ago faded away like mist in the morning sun as he approached Keira. By the time Lewis returned to her side, he was just that slightly cold-hearted normal man once more.
Keira, wrapped in Lewis's jacket, felt no more chill. The well-tailored black suit still carried his body heat, enveloping her completely. And underneath—a subtle masculine scent of vanilla that made her heart soften in ways she didn't expect.
Seeing Lewis now only in his black shirt, she picked up the little puppy. "Let's go."
"Okay," he replied simply.
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Morning came with golden sunlight streaming through the windows. Lewis had already left for work. Keira sat on the sofa, basking in the warmth, finally putting the finishing touches on her research on Alzheimer's disease. With a satisfied click, she sent the email to the overseas biopharmaceutical research base and stretched her arms high above her head.
She picked up her phone and found a WhatsApp message from Rebecca. *"Miss Olsen, do you have time tomorrow night? Can you come to see me?"*
Keira typed back quickly. *"I'll be attending the celebration dinner of the Horton and Allen family tomorrow evening."*
Just as she hit send, her phone buzzed with a call from Samuel. His voice was heated. "Boss, we've encountered a bit of trouble with our project."
Keira's expression remained calm. "What happened?"
Samuel fumed. "We've always purchased our hydrogen energy materials from the Allen family. But when I tried to buy more today, they suddenly refused to sell! With the new energy market booming, production can't keep up with demand. Even if we find another supplier, it'll take time. The problem is—we've already agreed on delivery dates with our customers. If something stalls us, we'll breach the contract!"
Keira frowned deeply. "The Allen family in Clance?"
She had always trusted Samuel to manage the company's day-to-day affairs while she focused on technical issues. She never expected her company to have dealings with the Allen family.
Samuel confirmed. "Yes, them. I've tried to get information from their sales manager. They haven't lined up another buyer—but someone from the top ordered them not to sell to us."
Keira lowered her gaze, piecing the puzzle together. "I understand. I'll go ask."
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She hurried toward the rehabilitation ward. She was friends with Rebecca and on good terms with her parents. She needed to ask directly, in case someone was stirring up trouble behind the scenes.
As she approached the hospital ward, she ran into Frankie by coincidence. He looked like he had just returned and was about to go upstairs.
Keira quickened her pace and called out, "Mr. Allen, hello."
Frankie halted and turned. The moment he saw her, his gentle demeanor turned noticeably frosty.
Keira tried to remain composed. "I'm Dr. South. My company has been continuously purchasing hydrogen energy materials from your company. However, your company suddenly announced this month that it would no longer sell to us. Is there a misunderstanding?"
"No misunderstanding."
Frankie's face was cold, his eyes filled with disdain. "It was my order. We won't sell anything to you."
Keira was taken aback. "Why?"
Frankie's voice dripped with contempt. "Miss Olsen, have you already forgotten what you casually said?"
Keira was confused. Did she accidentally say something wrong while accompanying Rebecca? But she had no recollection of such an incident. Every time she talked to Rebecca, she seemed cheerful—even just now she had messaged her.
"I don't recall," Keira said carefully. "Even if I said something wrong, Rebecca probably doesn't hold a grudge. In consideration of the little favor I did for Rebecca, can you not be petty, Mr. Allen?"
*Little favor*—those words hit Frankie like a slap. He mistakenly assumed she was referring to helping with witness testimony at the police station. How dare she boast about that?
"How dare you mention Rebecca?" Frankie's voice rose. "You ought to help her with the testimony! That's the duty of every citizen!"
Keira's voice turned cold. "Mr. Allen, nothing should be taken for granted."
Frankie was even angrier now. "You're right. So the Allen family also doesn't have to sell the hydrogen energy materials to you."
Keira took a deep breath. When she first met him at the hospital, she thought Rebecca's brother wasn't half bad. But now he had turned on her so cold-heartedly.
Before she could say anything else, Frankie strode into the rehabilitation department. His assistant stood at the entrance, blocking her path. "Miss, please keep your voice down and avoid disturbing the patient's rest."
Keira was shocked. Fury welled up inside her like a volcano about to erupt. She turned around and left.
*Fine. She would address this properly with Mr. and Mrs. Allen at the dinner tomorrow.*
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The next evening arrived with all the grandeur one would expect from a billion-dollar collaboration.
The Imperial Hotel was illuminated with dazzling lights. The celebration dinner of the Horton Group and the Allen family was nothing short of spectacular. A considerable number of Horton Group employees attended, and some people had flown in from Clance to represent the Allen family.
Back in the hospital, Rebecca had gotten dressed up. Frankie lifted her into a wheelchair, his movements careful but his expression dark.
Mr. Allen sighed. "You always hated these kinds of events. Why are you insisting on going today?"
Mrs. Allen added gently, "Don't go if you don't want to. If you don't want to be alone, I will stay with you."
Rebecca looked dispirited, her expression quite downcast. She stared at her phone. "Since yesterday, Miss Olsen has been distant with me. When I asked her to come to see me, she made an excuse to decline. So I have to go to the banquet to find her! Let's go now."
Frankie pushed her out of the room and down to the parking lot. Just as he was about to lift her from the wheelchair into the car, a Bentley drove by.
The Allen family turned to look—and saw Keira and Lewis sitting in the back seat.
Rebecca's face brightened. "Miss Olsen!"
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh my goodness, this chapter was absolutely electrifying! The tension between Lewis and Frankie was palpable—I literally held my breath when Lewis turned around with that demonic look! And Keira, our brilliant Keira, caught in the middle of a storm she didn't even create. The misunderstanding over the "little favor" is driving me crazy! Frankie is so blinded by his anger that he's hurting his own sister's relationship. But the real highlight? That final moment in the parking lot. Rebecca's desperate need to see Keira, and the glimpse of Keira in that Bentley with Lewis... I'm on the edge of my seat! The character development is incredible—we see Lewis's protective nature, Keira's resilience, and Frankie's stubbornness. This chapter sets up so much drama for the banquet!
**⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars**
## Next Chapter Prediction
I predict the banquet will be an explosion of emotions! Rebecca will confront Keira about being distant, but Keira will be dealing with the hydrogen energy crisis. Frankie will undoubtedly make things worse, but I suspect Lewis will step in and protect Keira in a way that surprises everyone. There might even be a revelation about the "little favor" that changes everything—maybe Rebecca knows something Frankie doesn't? And I wouldn't be surprised if Mrs. Allen, seeing Keira's distress, intervenes and sets the record straight. The banquet is going to be a battlefield of secrets and truths!
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