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Sheena was unwilling to yield, so she squeezed out a couple of tears.

Acting?

She was equally good at it too!

“You

You actually defied it! Not only did you yell at me, but you’re also forcing me!”

Elliot was rendered speechless by her accusations. In this round, he was undeniably in the wrong.

He had been through several near–death experiences just to win her back. So, how could he shout at her?

She deserved unlimited pampering!

Elliot also realized he had indeed lost control of his emotions. Moreover, Sheena held a special spot in his heart, different from others. Hence, she required gentle and affectionate handling. Only then would she continue liking him.

Immediately correcting his demeanor, Elliot straightened his back, assuming a perfectly formal posture. “I was wrong.”

Achieving part of her goal, Sheena wiped away her fake tears, ignoring him as she stood up with pride, ready to go to the Lawson family estate.

Elliot silently followed behind her, head hanging low, resembling a remorseful child.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

As they were about to leave, Sheena continued giving him the cold shoulder, not uttering a word.

Elliot could not stand silent treatment. Since a straightforward apology did not work, he decided to play the sympathy card. He rubbed his back, limped along, and even whimpered, “Nana, it feels like you hit my tailbone just now…”

Sheena glanced at his buttocks.

He was definitely faking it!

Sheena always kept her punches within bounds. Every hit was strategically aimed at the fleshiest parts of his bottom.

How could his tailbone hurt?

Finally, Elliot got her to look back at him.

With a grin, Elliot reached out to wrap his arm around her waist.

Sheena, unfazed, smoothly sidestepped his attempt. She picked up her bag, did not spare him a glance, and walked out of the mansion.

Elliot had no choice but to put on his mask, following her obediently to the car. Two luxury cars.

swiftly left the Jenkins family estate, heading toward Mountville.

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In the car, Elliot occasionally glanced at Sheena beside him, who remained focused on admiring the passing scenery, avoiding eye contact.

Elliot restrained the urge to speak tenderly several times. After all, he could not be too explicit with endearing words in front of Ford and the other bodyguards.

The two of them rode in silence until they reached the Lawson family estate.

Sheena, with a cold expression, was the first to get out of the car. However, instead of heading directly inside, she stood at the entrance, waiting for Elliot.

Noticing this, Elliot, pleasantly surprised, hurriedly approached, taking the initiative to hold her hand with their fingers intertwined. Sheena did not resist and allowed him to lead her.

Standing on tiptoes to whisper in his ear, she said, “This doesn’t mean I’m not angry anymore. I’m letting you off for now, but I’ll remember this, and you’ll have to suffer more in a few days.”

She was willing to wait for him at the entrance, and that was enough for Elliot. Besides, he would happily endure a hundredfold punishment.

He nodded earnestly in response.

Seeing his unwavering agreement, Sheena achieved her goal.

As they entered the mansion, her face instantly transformed back into a smiling, radiant expression, while Elliot swiftly returned to his usual cold and serious demeanor.