Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 470

“Now that your illness is almost healed, I should go back to the Lawson family. What’s the purpose of this act?” Sheena twisted his earlobe a bit harder.

Elliot winced in pain but did not pull away. “Almost healed doesn’t mean completely healed. Since Corey’s last punch, I seem to have some internal injuries. I need at least a month of rest. I took that hit for you. Shouldn’t you be responsible?”

Sheena struggled to keep a serious face but ended up laughing.

How could he deliver such a lame excuse with such a righteous tone?

She remained silent as Elliot continued, “I’ve already had Lionel return to the Lawson family to help pack your things. As your fiance, it’s reasonable for you to stay at my place. Uncle Albert won’t object, and Corey can’t say anything about it.

“You sure are efficient with your little schemes, aren’t you? I’ve underestimated you, Elliot!” Sheena let go of his earlobe and turned to look out the window, her small face pouting.

Barbara was right!

Elliot was too cunning. If she could not tame him, she would end up being led by the nose. Some mischievous thoughts began to sprout in her mind. She needed to think carefully and plan a big surprise for him once he fully recovered from his illness.

Time to let off some steam!

Sheena had completely moved into Elliot’s mansion. Along with Ford, Elliot brought over her other bodyguards from the Lawson family.

The days passed peacefully.

care of Elliot’s medication as usual, handled Angle Group

Group’s work to Lionel apart from the monthly board meetings. He only needed to attend

person.

on the sofa,

her phone.

and seriousness as he attended a conference online. On the

forties, stood up and faced the large screen displaying Elliot in the

the 11–billion–dollar project for Angle Group, when

petite beauty sitting beside him, just

focus on her phone screen, but her eyebrows lightly

few days ago, and Elliot

this matter on hold for now. I’ll discuss it with Ms. Lawson and notify you afterward. Lionel, go ahead and present the performance data for this

Mr. Jenkins.”

and began

Sheena, nestled on

coffee table

e reached out

bled upon a food

moved to take it, she would be on camera. Hence, she

through the vast conference

thanks