Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 997

Nathaniel smiled at Sheena from afar.

His eyes only sparkled with a glint of affection when they saw her, and they were reminiscent of the deep and exquisite sea.

It seemed he had gone for a haircut and shaved his stubble since leaving the interrogation room.

Apart from a rougher complexion and a hint of weariness, his face remained as handsome as ever.

Sheena stood still, quietly watching Nathaniel’s approach.

She asked, “What brings you here?”

“I initially planned to see Phoebe, but finding you here was a pleasant surprise. After signing some paperwork at the National Investigation Bureau, I stopped by the mall to pick up some gifts. Can I join you for dinner at E&S Haven tonight?”

Sheena pondered for a moment before agreeing, “Of course, Asher and Adora would be delighted to see their godfather.”

Nathaniel’s smile widened.

He never hesitated to express his genuine emotions in front of Sheena.

Sheena then mentioned, “Gabrielle told me you got injured by Romello while trying to help me steal the drug from the top floor. How are you feeling now?”

Nathaniel shrugged it off. “The wounds are mostly healed. It was just a few smacks with paddles, nothing serious.”

“That’s good to hear,” Sheena responded.

with Nathaniel alone made her feel uneasy, and she preferred having Elliot around as it

her feel more

minute passed in silence, creating a strangely quiet

fixed on Sheena’s face, his thoughts unreadable.

then, Sheena spotted a familiar

stepped out of the car and walked toward them

Sheena greeted with a nervous laugh, sensing Elliot’s tense

mood.

tense

will be visiting the babies and having

over too? They can witness Asher

thing,” Elliot replied, softening his

planted a kiss on her forehead right

as the couple held hands tightly, his lips pursed in

their affection, Elliot raised

ride with us? We’re heading to E&S Haven together. What do

was no genuine

was merely a

oblivious to the lack

appreciate your hospitality. Let’s go together

cold, casting a faintly

in the air

and suggested, “It’s getting late, and I’m