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.

eyes welled up v

tears instantly, stunned by the sudden outburst.

back without seeing them? You didn’t bother waiting at the

into tears, unable to utter a word.

she was his beloved

his tone slightly, commanding, “You must

Chapter 943

or don’t bother coming back to see me.‘

“Yes, I understand…”

of distress as she cried, feeling deeply hurt and

ordered, “Enough crying.

her mouth, stifling her sobs, but tears continued

her

ignored her and

of Romello’s intense gaze, Marius lowered his head even further, feeling a chill run down

to the

taken aback. “Romello, I was swamped at the company yesterday. I made arrangements with the Ninth Division to report to the administrative department

after

you chose the administrative department?”

ominous, with

so sore, Romello

then.

Yet, you never seem to forget a meal. What good are you to me? You’re such