Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 428

Taking advantage of Elliot’s intense pain, Sheena swiftly removed his mask.

When their eyes met, the air seemed to stagnate for a moment. Sheena stared at his face in shock. Except for the eyes, almost all of his facial features had changed, bearing only a few resemblances to Elijah, noticeable upon closer inspection.

Yet, Elliot’s gaze and subtle movements could not deceive her.

He was unmistakably Elijah!

“Why is your face different? Are you wearing a skin mask?” Sheena harshly tugged at his face,

attempting to unveil his disguise.

Elliot restrained her small hand, his tone serious. “It’s different because I’m Elliot Jenkins, and I always have been Elliot!”

“I don’t believe you! Did you get plastic surgery? Thinking a new face would fool me? If you have the guts, gouge out your eyeballs and replace them!” Sheena seethed with anger.

Unfortunately, apart from the similarity, she could not find any favorable proof on Elliot’s face.

Recalling Elijah’s severe burns and whip marks on his back before the incident, she broke free from

his grip and directly started removing his clothes.

“Ms. Lawson, isn’t it inappropriate to undress me on our first proper meeting?”

“Shut up! Turn around! If you’re not guilty, let me check!”

go ahead and

halfway, allowing her to

suspicions, Sheena maintained a degree of reservation. Instead of undressing

shirt out from beneath the belt, lifting it along

displayed, revealing his smooth honey–colored skin

in

injuries, not even the deep scar Elijah had from being cut when he went to the mountains to find her. Slowly releasing her grip, she staggered backward, stepping all the way to the edge

sat there, dazed, disappointment overwhelming her.

rationality returned.

Sheena had witnessed his burial. Moreover, Elijah and Elliot came from vastly different

heart throbbed with pain, feeling the despair of thinking something was regained, only to lose it

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washed over

forcibly held back her

someone else,” Sheena uttered.

turning to

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mistake me for your ex–husband

ignoring him. Rising from her seat, she returned to the sofa, grabbed the half–empty bottle of red wine from the table, and poured it

mouth.

wine bottle from her. “Drinking

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sooner or later, Mr. Jenkins. Mind your own business,” Sheena said indifferently, opening another bottle of

from her again. “If you want to