Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 943

Romello made his way downstairs with great difficulty, supported carefully by the servants until he was settled into the main dining chair.

As he sat down, a piercing pain shot through his thighs and calves, making him wince in

agony.

Just descending the stairs and sitting down already made him sweat, and his handsome face grew slightly pale.

Frustrated from being watched and having pent–up frustrations, he grabbed a spoon and gruffly commanded, “Let’s eat!”

Marius and Gabrielle quickly lowered their heads and obediently picked up their utensils silently eating breakfast.

After a few moments of calm, Romello began to ask questions with a stern expression.

“Gabrielle, did you see Phoebe yesterday?”

Gabrielle paused, swallowing the last bite of her freshly toasted bread.

“No. I went over in the afternoon, but Sheena wasn’t at the mansion, and Phoebe wasn’t there either. I didn’t know where they had gone, so I came back.”

Crash!

In an instant, Romello swept several breakfast plates off the table, causing a racket of crashing sounds in the dining room.

Marius was startled by this sudden outburst, trembling with fear, even dropping his

utensils.

welled up

up with tears instantly, stunned

at the

burst into tears, unable to

all, she was his beloved sister.

commanding, “You

Chapter 943

coming back to see

“Yes, I understand…”

tear–streaked face showed increasing signs of distress as she cried, feeling

“Enough crying. No more

immediately covered her mouth, stifling her sobs, but tears continued to

down her

ignored her and turned

even further, feeling a chill run down his spine, afraid of incurring

the National Investigation Bureau yesterday?”

was taken aback. “Romello, I was swamped at the company yesterday. I made arrangements with

after

tomorrow? And you chose the administrative department?”

darker and more ominous, with a storm brewing in his

it were not for his arms being so sore, Romello would have beaten Marius

then.

no initiative. Yet, you never seem to forget a meal. What good are you to me? You’re such a useless