Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 868

“Mr. Jenkins, you’re so cold. Word has it that ever since you became a dad, you’ve devoted yourself entirely to your family. Now, seeing you, it seems like all your tenderness is reserved for wife

your

and babies,” Rebecca remarked.

Elliot frowned slightly, about to correct her words, when he caught sight of Sheena’s familiar figure approaching.

Sheena exuded a strong aura, seemingly emanating an invisible force of intimidation.

Rebecca found it hard to ignore Sheena’s presence and greeted, “Ms. Lawson, you’re looking even.

more beautiful than before. I heard that women after childbirth often face issues like sagging belly, stretch marks, and loose skin, but it seems these problems haven’t bothered you.”

Sheena smiled gracefully, replying, “Of course. I’m not troubled by those concerns. After all, I had Elliot’s tender care, so I had a good postpartum recovery.”

Stepping forward, Sheena took a closer look at Rebecca before continuing, “Ms. Lambert, you’re young and good–looking, but why do you lack manners? Do you not understand the norms of the business world?”

Rebecca was taken aback, asking in confusion, “Ms. Lawson, what do you mean?”

Sheena linked her arm with Elliot’s, speaking coldly, “He’s a married man. Ms. Lambert, you aren’t in a relationship yet, right? You should go chat up those young eligible bachelors.

“Also, ‘Ms. Lawson‘ is how business associates or my subordinates address me. As you’re attending this event as a female companion, you should not use that term to address me. You should call me Mrs. Jenkins.”

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each syllable with the last few words, boldly asserting

her neck arrogantly, her posture exuding elegance

to silently label Elliot as her exclusive possession.

a sense of satisfaction, quietly listening as Sheena countered the young woman across from

them.

rumors that Mr. Jenkins is completely under Mrs. Jenkins’s control, which seems to be true. But why view me as an

Albert were still alive and if they had not registered their marriage yet, Elliot would surely correct Rebecca!

insisting that Sheena was a submissive wife!

worries whatsoever and could

All my tenderness and indulgence have

interlaced his fingers with Sheena’s, his

commenting, “Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins, it’s

her a glance, his eyes fixed on Sheena.

“Honey, I’m tired of socializing. I’d

gaze, and for

the confirmation, Elliot

his arms and stealthily left through the

Sheena was not

nothing to do with

fair fingers gently pinching his

wear your silver mask. It’ll cover up your face, preventing you from attracting anyone’s attention, and then I’ll feel at ease.

so beautiful. Shouldn’t you wear a mask