Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

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“I-I apologize. It’s my first time delivering a message. Please, Mr. Jenkins and Ms. Lawson, forgive my incompetence. Don’t hold it against me,” Miles stammered.

Initially, he could not care less about the two, thinking they were beneath Peter. He did not expect Elliot to remain silent, and for Sheena to confront him directly, leaving him bewildered.

As a result, he grew more respectful toward Elliot.

Elliot was quite content that Sheena defended him, and he decided to play the good cop, saying, “I’ll return to after finishing the IV in two hours.”

“Sure, Mr. Jenkins,” Miles responded respectfully before leaving. Just before closing the door, he added, “Since Ms. Lawson is your fiancee, you two should return to the Jenkins family together if it’s convenient.”

“Okay,” Elliot replied with a nod. Once the door closed again, he was about to nestle his head back into Sheena’s embrace when she pinched his cheeks.

“Hey! Nana, stop…” Elliot winced, his features contorted in pain, but he did not pull away.

Sheena sighed, amused and exasperated, easing the pressure on her grip. “Elliot, you’re quite cunning. You let me play the villain while you play the good guy?”

“No, you were protecting me. It made me happy,” Elliot replied, still smiling.

gently massaging his

for by Sheena. However, his expression turned serious as he

I’ll send you back to the Lawson estate later. You don’t need to follow me

it. Besides, what happened last night was indeed my doing. There’s no reason for me not to be present. The Jenkins family can’t

“Alright, if you

passionate encounter were too obvious, and those on his neck were impossible to conceal,

bit regretful. If only she had exercised more restraint and been a bit

and intended to wrap it around

almost summer, and you want to wrap me

a few days. However, with Stanley causing trouble, you have to go back. I’m

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Elliot conceded, allowing her to wrap the scarf around

hand, they headed to

sat in

present. Elliot’s aunt, Tania Jenkins, and Stanley were

in attendance, and the atmosphere was silent and

altar room wall displayed pictures of deceased ancestors of the Jenkins family, with flickering candles casting a

Elliot had