Wait She s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson ) Chapter 901

Chapter 901

Recalling the situation, Gabrielle scowled in annoyance. “Romello said she’s sick, but I don’t know what illness it is. It must be pretty serious though, since they’re so cautious about disturbing her rest. That’s why they’ve restricted anyone from entering, including us. They even forbade loud noises inside the house.”

“What kind of serious illness warrants restricting access to the entire mansion?” Sheena furrowed her brow and continued probing, “Have you gone up to see how she’s doing?”

Gabrielle shook her head. “What’s there to see when someone’s sick?”

Sheena held her hand, persuading, “She’s only been living with the Nicholls for a few days, and already she’s fallen ill. Romello is making such a big deal about it. Aren’t you even a little curious about how serious her condition is? Don’t you want to go take a look?

Gabrielle pondered for a moment.

Honestly, she was indeed curious. It had only been a few days, yet it was serious enough for Romello to issue commands to the entire household.

Could it be some rare and severe illness?

Even

So,

Gabrielle dared not to check on Phoebe.

The thought of Romello’s wrath made her shrink back, and she shook her head.

“No, I don’t. If Romello finds out, he’ll skin me alive. I’d rather play it safe.”

Unable to convince her otherwise, Sheena had to return empty–handed.

On the way back to E&S Haven, she called Howard over again..

“Is her illness that serious?”

Howard stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

“What has Romello done to her? She’s never been one to fall ill. Just recently, I accompanied her to the hospital for a full–body checkup because of a film shoot. There’s no way she suddenly has some major illness!”

Sheena comfortingly patted his shoulder, urging him to sit back down.

“Howard, calm down for a moment. I don’t believe it either.”

Chapter 907

Elliot sat quietly beside them, also analyzing the situation.

“Romello has canceled all of Phoebe’s ongoing work arrangements. If this isn’t a genuine illness, then he’s likely intentionally keeping her captive.”

Sheena listened attentively, nodding.

“After analyzing the events of the night of the return banquet multiple times, Phoebe’s condition was really off. She seemed perfectly fine when Romello took her to attend the business gala previously.”

Howard stood up again.

“Romello, that beast! He’s even willing to hurt his own sister! There’s no need to worry. about saving face for both families anymore. Let’s go ahead with the most extreme method we discussed yesterday!”

Both Sheena and Elliot nodded in agreement.

Sheena said, “Howard, let’s divide and conquer these matters. You handle Wayne’s situation and find Corey. I believe he can make wame compromise. Leave the matter of meeting Phoebe to Elliot and me.”

“Alright,” Howard agreed, swiftly leaving to attend to his tasks.

In the living room, only Sheena and Elliot remained silent, lost in deep thought for a long

time.

After what felt like ages, Elliot finally spoke.

“Nana, what excuse do you think would be appropriate to let Lionel into the Nicholls. residence for a thorough search?”

Sheena pondered seriously for a moment.

“Why don’t we use Gabrielle? I’ll host a tea party in a couple of days and discreetly give Gabrielle some valuable jewelry. Afterward, we can use jewelry theft as an excuse to send Lionel in to search. What do you think?”

Elliot smiled faintly, teasingly prodding her nose.

“Honey, you’re so clever. That’s a fine plan. I’ll go along with it.”

Sheena returned a smile.

She remembered a long time ago when Elliot’s body still harbored the virus, and she was

forced to deal with Nathaniel.

Howard and Phoebe’s relationship was blossoming at that time, and she envied their

sweet yet simple love. Yet, in the blink of an eye, their relationship faced a crisis, and it was her and Elliot’s bond that proved to be the most stable.

“What’s on your mind?” Elliot’s warm breath brushed against her face as he nuzzled her nose, snapping her out of her trance.