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Thus, Elliot could only….

“It was Lionel. It was his lousy idea,” Elliot said as he mercilessly shifted the blame onto Lionel, detailing every word Lionel had taught him during the day to Sheena.

To his surprise, Sheena showed no intention of dealing with Lionel after hearing everything. Instead, she seemed to be eontemplating something.

“Lionel has a point. Men who don’t listen do need proper discipline. You’ve already provided the punishment. As for the house rules, I’ll think about them carefully and come up with a few for you. How does that sound?”

Elliot hung his head, silent and considerably frustrated. Confessing was a terrible idea. He felt like he had shot himself in the foot.

Satisfied, Sheena said, “Alright, I think you’ve confessed enough.” Without waiting for his response, Sheena cleaned the ointment from her hands with a tissue. Then, she used her fingertips to lift his lowered chin. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He did not agree with her suggestion at all! Yet, under the imposing threat of the ruler, he forced a bitter smile. “I’ll follow your lead.”

“Let’s call it a day for tonight.”

Elliot, sharp as ever, caught the use of ‘tonight‘ in her words.

Did that mean she had not started punishing him for wrongdoings he did in the past few days?

Elliot stared at Sheena’s delicate face, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Seeing his reaction, Sheena smiled, gently caressing his cheek. “Eli, don’t worry. On this special

night, I have a big surprise for you be thrilled!”

Elliot gulped in fear.

Thrilled?

More like terrified.

Every time she gave him a gift, trouble ensued. Last time it was the Freeman family bankruptcy, the employment contract, and the 023 modified drug-

What could it be this time?

Facing his skeptical gaze, Sheena opened the wardrobe, taking out a washboard.

“Tada! To match your status, I specially commissioned this blackwood washboard! It’s solid and guaranteed to provide the most thoughtful service for Ell’s knees!”

Elliot stared at the expensive washboard in Sheena’s hands, and his face turned pale.

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Sheena raised an eyebrow, teasingly asking, “Ell, do you like it?”

He nodded through gritted teeth, feeling resentful inside. His lips trembled slightly as he muttered, ” Nana, you really know how to show your affection.”

“Of course.” Sheena handed him the washboard with a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Here, give it a try.”

With trembling fingertips, Elliot took the blackwood washboard and placed it on the carpet beside the bed. As he knelt of it, his facial features contorted, and he gasped in pain.

Indeed, it was made from hardwood of the best quality!

It truly hurt…

The sharp edges of the washboard pressed against his knees, causing him to arch his back. His arms boldly encircled Sheena’s legs as he buried his face in her thighs, letting out a low moan.

Elliot resembled a wounded and pitiful little creature seeking comfort.

Sheena gently rubbed the back of his head, feeling a bit sorry for him in that vulnerable state. However, this was about asserting dominance and punishing him for the mistakes he made in the past few days. His injuries were already healing, and this was the least harmful and gentle way.

All the lecturing would have been in vain if she showed mercy now. Thinking about it, she steeled her heart and patted his shoulder.

“Since when was punishment supposed to be comfortable? Kneel at a 90–degree angle and keep your back straight. Behave yourself! You will kneel for thirty minutes before we talk.”