Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 316

The man was glad that Sheena recognized him, and he replied, “Yes, I’m Mr. Nicholls’s subordinate. I apologize for the intrusion, but this is urgent. Mr. Nicholls and Mr. Freeman are about to play a life–and–death game!”

“A life–and–death game?” Sheena was puzzled. “What trick is Nathaniel trying to pull now?” “They’re currently in a private room at the Eros Bar. You need to come and talk to them quickly. It might really turn fatal!”

Sheena frowned, her expression darkening almost instantly. Then, she instructed Sarah, who

was at the door on with your tasks. We’ll continue the meeting tomorrow.”

After giving her orders, she hurried to the Eros Bar.

Pushing open the door to the VIP room, she found two men seated across from each other on a circular leather sofa. Neatly arranged firearm components lay on the coffee table, and a strong sense of competition filled the air.

Noticing Sheena entering, Elijah, positioned near the door, quickly stood up to block her line. of sight.

With an unfriendly tone, Sheena asked, “What’s going on?”

Elijah glanced back slightly, addressing Nathaniel, “Get dressed.”

two shirt buttons at his collarbone. Once he was properly attired, Elijah shifted

middle, Sheena crossed her hands, adopting a domineering posture, and cast at cold glance at the meticulously arranged firearm components on the

men remained

these things since he was young. You

a probing question.

politely and replied, “I’ve had the privilege of using them a few times before. Though not an expert, he provoked me first.

added, “Nana, this is a game between us

a disdainful snort, crossing her arms and leaning back against the sofa. Her expression was cold and arrogant, and her tone merciless as she said, “If you two don’t value your lives, I won’t stop you. Go ahead, let

men were bewildered.

here to mediate

remained indifferent, seemingly here for the spectacle.

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men. “Get out. No matter what you hear or what happens, don’t come in.”

“Yes, Mr. Nicholls.”

closed, the room plunged

Elijah, smirking. “We’ve signed a life–and–death agreement. Whoever finishes assembling first gets to shoot the other. There is no turning back.