Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Wendy was startled by the sudden loud noise, causing her to jump.

“Ms. Lawson, did I make a mistake somewhere?”

“No.” Sheena snapped back to reality, swiftly organizing her bag. “I need to step out for a moment. If I don’t return, we’ll continue the report tomorrow.”

The rain in Svelton worsened.

In the Jenkins Group CEO’s office, Elliot sat by the window, looking weary. His eyes lacked their usual glow as if he had lost some vital life force.

Staring at the raindrops on the window, he recalled Nathaniel’s words back in Farlem.

“The virus in your body will cause consequences over time. You’ll end up disabled. If she finds out, she might feel sorry for you in the short term, but what about in the long run?”

“From the moment you were splashed, your flawed body was destined to be unworthy of her! If I can’t have her, neither can you!”

Elliot clenched his fists, his complexion turned paler, and his spirits diminished,

Perhaps, he should just get it over with and let Sheena loathe him, hate him, and move on to a better life sooner would be the best for her.

Sheila sat elegantly on a nearby sofa, gracefully pouring herself some tea. As the spokesperson for Project Rossi, she came today to discuss contract terms with Elliot. However, since she entered, Elliot had been brooding by the window, staring at the rain for almost half an hour without saying a word.

“Mr. Jenkins, it seems like you’re not in a good mood today. Let me guess. It’s probably not work- related. Is it because you had a quarrel with Ms. Lawson recently?”

Annoyed, Elliot frowned. “Mind your position. Some questions are off–limits, so keep your mouth shut.”

Sheila tactfully complied, still maintaining a smile. “Alright, I won’t ask. But if there’s anything I can help with, I’m here for you!”

Unmoved by her delicate tone, Elliot displayed heightened annoyance.

“Why are you here? What do you want to say? Once you’re done, leave.”

Sheila rose gracully, walking to Elliot just as Lionel knocked on the door.

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Panic rusha rough Elliot, and he swiftly grabbed Sheila’s wrist.

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Sheila, understanding the situation, bent down, bringing her ear close to Elliot’s lips, carefully listening to his whispered words.

As Sheena entered, she witnessed this scene, particularly the intimate ear–whispering, a shocking and painful sight.

“Elliot?”

Hearing Sheena’s voice, Sheila, with an air of feigned innocence, wriggled her wrist out of Elliot’s grasp, took a step back, and stood poised.

“Ms. Lawson, what a bad timing for you to drop by…”

Sheena frowned further. “Bad timing? What were you two doing?”

Sheila stammered a bit, casting a glance at Elliot, her cheeks slightly reddening with embarrassment.

Elliot’s deep black eyes and nonchalant tone added, “Whatever you think we were doing.

Trying to provoke her?

Sheena took a deep breath, struggling to suppress the anger in her chest, repeatedly telling herself to stay calm!

Her icy gaze shifted to Sheila. “You, out.”

Sheila, not too pleased, coquettishly protested, “Mr. Jenkins…”

Elliot lowered his gaze, staying silent and seemingly acquiescing.

Sheila reluctantly exited.

Once the office was rid of Sheila’s lingering scent, Sheena stepped forward, noticing Elliot’s slightly pale complexion.

Crouching at his feet, she rested her hands on his legs and gazed up at him with a gentle tone.

“Eli, did you get injured during this trip? Last night, I kicked you without knowing it, and I’m truly sorry for that, but you’re not alone in dealing with pain. Let me be there for you, cherish you, and learn how to pamper and protect you. Is that okay?”