Wait, She’s a Billionaire

“Mr. Jenkins, that was so close!” Sheila’s face turned pale, and she immediately clung to his arm, attempting to snuggle into his embrace.

Elliot’s expression changed. He was ready to push her away when he caught a glimpse of a figure in a red dress standing a few meters away. Sheena stood with hands crossed, silently observing, her eyes filled with mockery and coldness.

“Nana, please listen to me…”

Before he could finish, Sheena coldly snorted and walked away without looking back.

“Nana!”

Struck by the coldness in her eyes, Elliot felt a pang of pain in his heart. He wanted to catch up, but Sheila, seemingly terrified, clung tightly to his arm, refusing to let go.

“Mr. Jenkins, I think I sprained my foot. It hurts so much!” Sheila cried out.

Elliot paid no attention to her pain, and with gloved hands, he grabbed her by the neck, rage burning in his intense black eyes.

“You saw Nana a long time ago, so you deliberately pretended to fall on me, staining my innocence in front of her, didn’t you?”

Sheila’s expression twisted in pain, her face turning red as she gasped for breath.

“Mr. Jenkins, what do you mean? I don’t understand. My foot is really sprained. You can check if you

don’t believe me…

“It better be!”

”

Elliot let go of her, not bothering to verify if she was lying. He had more important matters to attend. to. Sheena was angry, and that mattered more.

Turning to go after her, Sheila grabbed his sleeve again. Her demeanor changed from soft to serious.

“Mr. Jenkins, you don’t understand Sheena at all. You pour all your love into her, but she’ll only hurt you more in the end. Although she’s willing to be with you now, she probably hasn’t told you once that she loves you, right? Don’t you get it?”

Elliot glared at Sheila, ruthlessly shaking off her hand and sprinting to catch up with Sheena.

Sheila, still unsteady, was knocked to the ground by him, staining her pristine white gown with mud. Unfazed, her eyes remained fixed on Elliot, sparkling with excitement, and her enchanting face

beamed with a radiant smile.

Sheena walked away, and Elliot ran after her.

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As she was about to climb the steps to the banquet hall, Elliot firmly blocked her path.

“Nana, can I have a moment to explain, please?”

Sheena glanced at him indifferently. Disgusted by the touch of Sheila’s hand on Elliot’s suit, she tucked her hands in her pockets, attempting to bypass him and enter the banquet hall.

Aware of his own dirtied state, Elliot did not dare to touch her. He just stood in her way, preventing her from moving forward.

“Nana…” His eyes were slightly red, and his soft, pleading voice tried to melt her heart.

Sheena ignored his pleading gaze, suppressing the surging anger within her, and sternly said, “Get lost.”

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Elliot felt a pang in his chest at her harsh words and bit his lip in frustration. Right at the banquet hall entrance, he decisively unbuttoned his suit, swiftly took it off, and discarded it, along with the gloves, into the trash bin.

His actions were resolute, without the slightest hesitation.

The pure black silk shirt accentuated his well–defined physique.

This peculiar move attracted many curious eyes in their direction. However, Elliot pretended not to notice and promptly lifted Sheena off the ground.

Gasps echoed around them.

“What are you doing?”

Sheena glared at him angrily. “Are you trying to get yourself killed? Put me down!”

As she was about to struggle, Elliot leaned close to her ear, his magnetic voice low and seductive as he whispered, “So many people are watching us, Nana. Don’t forget our rules from this morning. Besides, I’ve discarded the tainted clothes, and I’m innocent. Let me explain it to you slowly when we return, okay?”

“Behave and don’t move. If you fall from my hands, the stock market for both the Jenkins and Lawson Groups will plummet tomorrow.”

Sheena understood the situation.

Grinding her teeth, she resisted the urge to twist his ear and settled for circling her arms around his neck, creating a loving embrace.

Elliot knew she was simmering with anger. With a wicked grin, he said, “Whether the stock market for the Jenkins and Lawson Groups skyrockets or crashes tomorrow depends on how cooperative you are right now.”

“What else are you trying to do?” Sheena accurately detected a hint of mischief in his words. His smile deepened. “To make headlines with you, doing what an engaged couple should do!”