Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 790

Tonight, Sheila made a grand entrance, dressed in a magnificent and the gold coud gown that perfectly complemented her naturally beautiful face, making her look like the most durished princess in the castle.

As she entered, the applause from all the guests erupted.

Moreover, Sheila was a renowned celebrity.

Hence, the venue was also filled with many media reporters, and their cameras flatbed around br exquisite face, capturing every moment.

Sheila remained calm and composed, exuding the grace of an heiress, shining brightly ador the

crowd.

Some guests noticed Sheena’s absence despite her being one of the Lawson family’s daughters, but their attention was quickly diverted by Sheila’s beauty.

With Albert still unconscious, Corey became the sole head of the Lawson family. He took the mage and delivered a necessary speech, congratulating Sheila on her return banquet and preparing for the nex important mafter.

In front of all the guests, Corey announced his intention to hand over the inheritance rights to Stella.

Sheila appeared surprised and honored, graciously accepting the microphone, and modestly saying. Corey, I know you love me and want to give me everything, but I’m used to the entertainment industry. I’m really not cut out for inheriting the family business.

Her sincerity elicited laughter from many guests and media members.

to this nineteen–year–old girl’s candidness.

the inheritance rights should go to you, the most capable member of our

sharp, not immediately

gently, “You’re the youngest, and our family owed you the most for everything over the years. Besides, according to Lawson family tradition, inheritance rights are passed to daughters. So, this inheritance

I don’t believe in these traditions. I only believe in meritocracy.

Sheila insisted.

deep sibling

other.

Sheila’s persistent persuasion, Corey reluctantly accepted the responsibility of

Chapter 790

Ricky, approached the stage with the

took the pen from Shella and prepared to sign his name on

“Wait a minute!”

from

hand trembled slightly, causing the pen tip to drop a blot of ink, conveniently smudging the spot where he was supposed to sign his name.

voice, he still looked up

the guests below also turned their heads to look toward the

in a fiery red gown, exuding a commanding

the hem swayed gracefully, accentuating her