Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 386

After searching around, Sheena returned to the living room and keenly noticed a sticky note in the fruit basket.

[Fruits are rich in vitamins. You should eat more.]

There were more notes on the refrigerator, and Sheena walked over to take them down.

[Eat more vegetables and carbohydrates. Stop being picky. Mushrooms might not taste good, but they are nutritious. You are too thin. I would still like you even if you were ten pounds heavier.]

Sheena went into the kitchen and removed a note from the coffee machine.

[Drink less coffee and tea at night. Even when busy with work, remember to rest. My heart aches when I see you staying up late.]

Sheena was touched by the messages, but she could not help but find it strange.

“Elijah, come out! What are you up to?”

After waiting a few minutes without any response, Sheena heard a knock at the door. She felt a flicker of relief and turned to open it.

“Why didn’t you bring the keys…”

words abruptly halted because Lionel was the one standing at the

and his eyes were red.

few bodyguards stood nearby, their

heart skipped a beat, a strong sense of foreboding washing over her. Then, she

looked at the porcelain in his arms, his voice filled with sorrow as he replied, “Mr. Freeman is here.”

formed in

of the city to deal with the man in black. Unexpectedly, they had a backup plan. They drenched

could not continue, tears streaming down his

was in

affected by this emotion, and her eyes reddened. Yet, she maintained a cold tone as she sneered. “So, you want to say this

Lionel struggled to speak through his sobs.” Whether you believe it or not, Mr. Freeman was completely burned in the fire. We couldn’t bear it, so we cremated him. Thinking that

at the urn containing Elijah’s ashes, suddenly flashing back to the nightmare she had in

the flames, an image that remained vivid in

never expected it to

Two tears rolled down uncontrollably. Wiping

with him to deceive me? Are you trying to appease me with a jar of ashes, thinking I’d believe it? Even if he’s dead, I

making me

I’ll smash them, scatter them in the wind! Let’s see if he