Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 287

Elijah’s throat was hoarse, and he had no intention of speaking. He turned over and continued sleeping.

When Elijah arrived last night and heard Sheena’s shout, he lost his mind seeing her jump into the river. The heart–wrenching feeling that almost suffocated him. Even thinking about sent painful tremors through his heart.

He would not let such a thing happen again!

Seeing Elijah ignoring him, Lionel knew he would not listen. After following Elijah for so many years, it was the first time he had seen him fight so desperately for someone.

“Mr. Freeman, rest well. Just call me if you need anything. Don’t push yourself too hard.” Lionel sighed helplessly, poured a cup of hot water at the bedside, and left after closing the door behind him.

Still running a fever and feeling groggy, Elijah soon fell back asleep.

The sprawling mansion was silent and pitch–black in the late hours.

Lionel went downstairs to the basement, a gloomy expression clouding his face.

Logan and the others were guarding the basement entrance while John and Sawyer had long been awake. They were furious about being locked up, banging on the door and shouting.

Seeing Lionel approach, Logan asked, “How’s Mr. Freeman? Is he getting better?” Lionel nodded.

Logan sighed in relief and gritted his teeth. “Can’t we just get rid of these two? They’ve been cursing since they woke up. We can’t just leave them like this!!

he could definitely deal with both of the Lawson family’s bodyguards. After all, keeping them

door. I’ll handle

the moment John and Sawyer tried to run out, they

to shout, but his mouth was quickly stuffed with

from having his mouth covered. Besides, John was quiéter compared to the

drew a knife, glared at him with a ruthless gaze, and forcefully plunged the blade into

one thing a man cherished the

one ruthless

you at least listen to what I have

silent while

Freeman saved Ms. Sheena, but instead of thanking him, Mr. Lawson did not express gratitude and also locked him up, leaving him with a high fever. Isn’t that a bit too much? It’s been weighing on our minds.”

what he was up to

payroll, doing Mr. Lawson’s dirty work.

faintly felt the threat

sorry about this, but you two will get a few punches from us to vent our

Vent their frustrations?

felt like they were being treated as punching

so he stiffly said, “Just don’t hit our faces!”

“Sure, we’ll go with

their faces would make it hard to explain to