Chapter 605

Outside the VIP room, Lionel noticed that everyone had left except for Sheila and Elliot. He quietly opened the door, leaving it slightly ajar as he listened closely along the wall.

He happened to catch Sheila’s last words.

His face turned pale in shock, and he quickly ran to a quiet corridor to call Sheena and give her the heads up!

If Sheena did not come soon, Elliot might get drunk, and who knows what might happen with Sheila

around!

Inside the private room, Elliot still had his grip on Sheila’s neck, sneering. “Do you even compare to her?”

Sheila’s smile gradually vanished, and she struggled to breathe under his grip.

Uninterested in her reaction, Elliot withdrew his hand, saying, “If you still want your spokesperson position, get lost!”

Sheila, holding her neck, coughed a few times, picked up her purse, and left.

After she departed, Elliot downed several more bottles of alcohol. Due to the haste of his drinking, intoxication quickly took hold. Almost habitually, he removed his gloves and threw them away, reclining on the sofa, completely unconscious.

When Sheena arrived in a hurry, she coincidentally saw Sheila at the entrance of the Hedone Bar.

Sheila greeted her with a brilliant smile, “Ms. Lawson, what a coincidence! The party just ended, and here you are.”

to find my man.” Sheena raised her head slightly, maintaining her noble and

a

smile. “I can’t help but envy when I see your loving relationship. I wish

your good wishes,

could not fathom how much she

Sheena gently grabbed her arm as they brushed past

Sheila, I’m curious about the benefactor behind you. Would it be possible for you to share that

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know? As long as you give Mr. Jenkins to me, I’ll tell you all my

keep those secrets to yourself forever.” Sheena retracted her hand, elegantly crossing her hands.

lifetime isn’t much fun.” Sheila squinted, her expression unusually innocent. Ms. Lawson, rest assured, you’ll know my

playfully, hinting at something deeper, and quickly swayed her slender waist as she walked

watching her silhouette, her expression gradually

disappeared into the night that Sheena snapped back to

room, Lionel was anxiously walking in

It was

Sheena, with a stern face, casually

only clasp his hands together,

sprawling on the

his face, and tentatively calling, “Elliot?”

No response.

was genuinely drunk.

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