Wait She s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson ) Chapter 638
Wait, She’s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson )
Chapter 638
Lionel sighed. âNow, besides the two selfâdefense tools from Mr. Corey and Mr. Noah, everything else is gone. If we try to forcefully snatch Clear, it might not work.â
âAnd without communication devices, weâre completely cut off from Proania. Ms. Sheena, whatâs your plan?â
Sheena remained silent for a long time.
This trip turned out to be much more challenging than she had imagined.
However, she loved facing challenges headâon!
âWhatâs there to fear? Since weâre here, letâs arrange things after meeting Nathaniel.â
Lionel nodded and then provided Sheena with detailed information about the Laubabwe royal family that he had gathered on their way.
At the same time, in Froania, Svelton.
The night had cast a deep silence over the city.
At the National Investigation Bureau, Romelloâs office was still illuminated.
âMr. Romello, Mr. Jenkins returned to the Jenkins estate from the lab in the afternoon, accompanied
by Mr. Noah and Mr. Howard from the Lawson familyâ¦â
Romello, dressed in military attire, sat in his chair. Listening to the report, he casually smoked a cigar.
âThe two from the Lawson family also went to the Jenkins estate with him? They didnât get off
midway?â
âNo, they didnâtâ
âThatâs strange.â
Romello casually extinguished his cigar, and his amber eyes thoughtfully considered the situation.
âHow did Elliot look when he left the laboratory?â
âHe wore a black fox fur coat and sunglasses, exuding a powerful aura. Heâs still as handsome as ever
Romello raised an eyebrow, impatiently tapping the table to remind, âIâm asking about his condition!
His subordinate shivered a bit, seriously recalling and reporting, âMr. Howard assisted him, and they walked quite fast. It didnât seem like there was any problem, and he appeared to be in good spirits.â
âAssisted?â
Romello keenly caught the keyword and smiled.
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âThe more normal he appears, the more issues are likely hidden beneath the surface!â
He closed his eyes. âContinue surveillance and arrange a team to visit the Jenkins estate by using an excuse that theyâre there to report tasks from the bureau over the past month. Try to meet him and see whatâs really going on with him.â
âYes, Mr. Romello.â
Once his subordinate left, Romello continued pondering on the matter.
At E&S Haven, when Howard got up in the middle of the night, he felt a bit uneasy and decided to check on Elliot in the master bedroom.
Yawning, he rubbed his eyes, relying on the faint light outside to notice that the large bed in the master bedroom was empty.
âElliot?â
Howard was wide awake and turned on the bedroom light, only to find Elliot sitting on the balcony, wearing thin pajamas, unmoving.
âDonât you know how late it is now? Why are you not sleeping and instead gazing at the moon on the balcony?â
Moreover, it was deep winter, and there was no moon to be seenâ¦..
Not to mention, Elliot was also blind!
Suppressing his anger, Howard quickly grabbed a plush, thick robe from the coat rack and draped it around Elliot.
Elliotâs thin lips were almost purplish from the cold, his body as cold as ice, devoid of warmth. However, his indifferent face seemed already numb. If not for the occasional blink of his eyes, Howard might have thought Elliot was lifeless.
The more Howard thought about it, the more frustrated he became.
Howard, feeling the anger building up, was practically about to explode!
âElliot, if there were awards for this, Iâd definitely give you one for the Most Troublesome! Agreeing to take care of you is the biggest regret of my life!â
Elliotâs unfocused black eyes stared into the night outside, ignoring Howardâs buildin extended his long, cold fingers beyond the balcony, silently feeling the environment.
His hoarse voice was weak as he asked, âIs it snowing outside?â
Howard rubbed his forehead, almost losing his composure.
âItâs three in the f*cking morning! And youâre here appreciating the snow? Seriously?â
anger. He