Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 453

Elliot remained calm as if the news was not directed at him.

“So, you’re saying that if the virus isn’t well suppressed, I might suddenly die one day?” Elliot asked, his tone reflecting the gravity of the situation.

Yosef lowered his head, not providing a direct answer, seemingly implying an affirmative response.

Elliot fell into silence. He had assumed that with the suppressant, his body would be fine for decades at least. If he had known it would be like this, he might have preferred Sheena not knowing he was still alive, sparing her from the future pain of his death.

Lionel could not hold back in the heavy atmosphere and silently shed tears while standing on the side.

Hearing the sobbing, Elliot glanced at him, asking, “Why are you crying? I’m not dead yet.”

“I–I just think…” Lionel began, finding it hard to articulate his pity for Elliot.

Elliot was not even thirty years old, yet he would have to endure constant pain and live his days in constant worry!

It was too tragic!

Scratching his head awkwardly, Yosef interrupted, “It’s not that bad, really. I’m just saying ‘if‘. Based on the current situation, as long as he cooperates with the treatment and maintains good immunity, my suppressant should at least keep Elliot going for another twenty years.”

“And what will happen after those twenty years?”

I might have developed the cure

hope for a possible cure, the mood in the room

his nose, looking a little annoyed. “Stop with the suspense and tell us everything at once next time! You scared the hell out of us!” Yosef

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to restrain his instincts until his injuries fully healed, emphasizing no more intense activities

his mind seemed

the lab, it was almost time for Sheena to get off

from the Angle Group when Corey, clad in a dark

wife, Barbara Lawson, also accompanied him, and both seemed

they had hurried over straight from the

politely greeted, “Hello, Mr. Corey and Mrs.

ignored the pleasantries and

past relationship as brothers–in–law, it was important to maintain good terms. Elliot suppressed any hint of surprise, asking, “Mr. Corey, what brings you to visit Svelton so suddenly?”

a gun and aiming it at his head, a menacing aura emanating

exclaimed, “Mr. Corey?!”

Mr.

into his suit pockets,

Corey, brimming