Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 197

Aware that refusing her any longer would only make it suspicious, Elijah went to the kitchen with a stern expression, returning with another set of plates and utensils. Under Sheena’s deathly gaze, he confidently picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in his mouth without hesitation, chewed expressionlessly, and swallowed.

The entire process seemed natural, and Elijah remarked, “It tastes normal. Why don’t you try?

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With her chin resting on her hand, Sheena pointed at the dish and said, “Finish this entire plate.”

Elijah was caught off guard, but he still smiled and responded, “You said you’re the master here, so this is made for you. How could I eat it?”

Uninterested in continuing the pointless banter, Sheena stated, “If you don’t eat it, I’ll get the bodyguards to help you.”

“Sheena!” Elijah’s eyes narrowed, locking gazes with her. “Are you trying to use your position to threaten me?”

Sheena did not deny it. “Of course! Dealing with a disobedient, manservant requires a firm approach. Do you want to eat it yourself, or should I have them come in and feed you?”

It was a multiple–choice question with no real choice.

had been worn down four times by this woman in just

was simply annoying and

his anger seemed petty as Sheena looked at him with a harmless smile, as if she was not using her position to pressure him. Unable to refuse, Elijah reached for

did not even notice that his hands

breath, Elijah stabbed a piece of vegetable and forced it into his mouth, finding it difficult to

excessive unknown condiments. Little did he know that she, vigilant as ever, did not take a single bite. Not only that, but she also seemed to have seen

was not ready to give up, attempting to maintain a calm facade while tasting this culinary disaster. However, as it entered his

rushed to the kitchen, vomiting uncontrollably.

amusement, genuinely impressed by his

take three

childish tricks could

really so naive?

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Freeman, wasting food is unacceptable. You’re not getting dinner tonight as

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