Wait She s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson ) Chapter 967
Wait, She’s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson )
Chapter 967
Nathaniel listened attentively, then shook his head.
âNo need to send a military doctor as it might raise Romelloâs suspicion. These are just superficial wounds; I can tough it out for a few days. Once Iâm out of the interrogation. room, Iâll take care of them properly.â
They were both hardened men from rigorous training, and Elliot did not push further when he saw Nathanielâs determination.
âAlright, Iâll leave a medical kit. You can tend to the wounds within your reach.â
Nathaniel nodded.
Thinking of Sheena, he lowered his gaze and asked, âDid Nana send you to rescue me?â
Elliot glanced at him and replied, âNo, sheâs tired and resting at home. She doesnât know
about this.â
âTired? Is she unwell?â Nathaniel was anxious.
Elliot frowned slightly, but he maintained a calm stare.
âSheâs not sick. Itâs just a private matter between husband and wife. Is that something you need to know?â
Nathaniel seemed to understand, lowering his eyes sadly and tightening his fists.
âElliot, how have⦠you two been this past year?â
âVery well,â Elliot replied.
Lionel chimed in, âElliot has given everything for Sheena, making her the richest woman. After they got married, he never let her delicate hands cook. Because Sheena prefers their privacy, they didnât even hire help. For a while, he did all the household chores, cooking, taking care of the babies, and even helped her with postpartum recovery. He had to manage both the Jenkins Group and National Investigation Bureau affairs in his spare time, going days without proper sleep and handling everything at home and outside. Eventually, Sheena hired a doula to help with the twins,
understanding how tiring it was for him.â
Lionel clicked his tongue twice and added, âI gotta say, I really admire Elliot. If it were me, I donât think I could ever be as thoughtful.â
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Listening quietly, Nathaniel felt somewhat relieved.
âThatâs good. Since you took her away from me, you better treat her well. If you ever hurt her, Iâll do whatever it takes to win her back.â
Elliotâs gaze turned cold, scoffing. âThat will never happen. She has always been mine, and you were the one who tried to take her from me.â
The two men locked eyes.
Though the hatred of the past was gone, they both remained stubborn, with neither speaking, each seemingly lost in their own thoughts.
Sensing the growing tension in the car, Lionel cleared his throat lightly.
âUm⦠weâve arrived at the interrogation room.
The secret interrogation room was located in a highly secluded area on the outskirts of
Svelton.
Lionel secured Nathanielâs handcuffs once more and pulled him out of the armored
vehicle by the arm.
Elliot adjusted his military uniform collar before stepping out of the vehicle gracefully.
The captain of the Ninth Division, Jacob Levy, accompanied by a few trusted soldiers, was waiting fifty meters away from the interrogation room.
The moment Lionel spotted him, his demeanor shifted from assisting Nathaniel to forcefully dragging him along.
âNathaniel, you filthy creature! How dare you bite me. Have a taste of all the punishment. from the past. Iâll make sure you suffer!â Lionelâs tone was harsit and menacing.
Despite his weakened state, Nathanielâs gaze remained cold, his attitude unyielding and
defiant.
Jacob hurried over upon seeing the trio, bowing respectfully to Elliot.
âGood day, Mr. Jenkins.â
For a moment, Jacob felt rather awkward, and he quickly realized his hands were empty.
He then pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and offered it to Elliot.
âSince you rarely make arrests in person, care for one?â
Elliot gave him a disdainful glance and declined, asking coldly, âWhat brings you here?
Arenât there official duties at the bureau to attend to? You seem rather idle.â
Jacob was nervous, hanging his head even lower in response.