Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 322

Elijah quickly grabbed a trench coat from the rack by the door and helped Sheena put it on, saying, “The weather is getting colder, and you should try your best to stay warm even indoors. With your figure, you’d look equally good even with an extra layer.”

Sheena did not refuse and observed him.

Elijah was earnestly helping her into the coat. Even though he seemed unaffected, Sheena could tell he was sick as his handsome face appeared somewhat pale, and his thin lips lacked color.

“If you’re unwell, take a day off. No need to push yourself to go to the Freeman Group,” Sheena said.

Elijah was caught off guard by her words, but he quickly responded, “Alright.”

Once the coat was on, Elijah pulled out her chair, and Sheena walked over to sit down, silently eating her breakfast. As she was halfway through her meal, the outside of the mansion became lively with the laughter of a few bodyguards.

Ford and Paul, recovering from their wounds, had just been discharged from the hospital. Ian, the newcomer, still had some bruises on his face but was healing.

Sheena welcomed them inside, and the three men stood in the living room. All of them were of similar height with muscular builds, but only Ian was slightly tanner than the rest.

“Very good. Everyone is back, and

finally resting on Ian’s

his head and calmly replied, “Mr. Freeman, I’m

Bridge and thought Ian’s face seemed familiar, scrutinizing him with

Sheena elegantly wiped her mouth with a napkin and casually outlined the day’s plan, saying, “Paul and Ian, you’ll accompany

responded in unison,

while Elijah, although granted a day off, remained busy with household chores. Despite taking medication for his cold, he worked tirelessly until mid- afternoon when he suddenly heard

was Lionel again.

opening the door, witnessed Lionel striding confidently

Lionel treated Ocean Avenue like his own home, with free access in and

Lawson family’s bodyguards become so close

him. However, noticing Elijah’s pale

been a few days. Why do you look so frail and unwell?

annoyed. “I’m perfectly

over. Mr. Freeman, you can chat with him. I’ll handle the Lawson

shot him a warning