Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Who on earth was that girl?

Sheena’s head throbbed intensely, and there was a blurry scene of a little girl smiling at her.

The little girl was just smiling and laughing.

Besides the laughter and faint image of the little girl, Sheena heard and saw nothing else. She forgot to struggle, and her body felt weightless as it sank toward the bottom.

Was this the end?

Sheena’s consciousness grew hazier. However, just before slipping into complete unconsciousness, she felt a force tightly enveloping her and giving her precious breaths of life, desperately pulling her back from the brink of death.

When Sheena awoke again, her first sight was the white ceiling.

“Feeling better, Nana?”

Howard’s deep voice echoed in her ears. She turned her head, and his handsome face gradually came into focus.

Sheena croaked, “Howard…”

“Don’t talk for now. You just got over a fever. Don’t strain your throat.”

Howard tenderly ruffled her hair, his eyes slightly red. Despite his frustration, he could only scold her in a hushed tone.

“You really are something. It’s almost winter, and the river water is freezing. Moreover, you were injured. What if your wounds got infected? Are you trying to die or something?”

Sheena’s pale lips curved into a faint smile, reassuring him. She then asked, “How are Ford and the others?! This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Despite being annoyed that she was immediately concerned about others upon waking up, Howard still responded gently, “They’re both fine. Though they have many superficial injuries, none are life– threatening. They just need some time to recover.”

Sheena let out a sigh of relief. She was about to ask more questions, but Howard stopped her. “You just woke up. Why so many questions? Can’t you get some more rest?”

Sheena remained silent, staring at him.

Under her gaze, Howard surrendered.

“Fine, you win. I know what you want to ask. How about you drink some soup, and I’ll give you a detailed report, alright?”

Sheena smiled contentedly.

He sighed and adjusted her pillow, letting her lean against the headboard as she sipped her

soup.

“As soon as I got your message, I rushed over with our men. I heard you yelling at the bridge even before getting close. You scared the living daylights out of me! No more of these stunts, okay?”

Sheena just smiled and nodded obediently.

Howard continued, “I checked the identities of those assassins, but there’s no information. They were bred by an illegal organization, completely untraceable. However, given their significant investment and persistent hostility toward you, it’s likely someone from the Lawson family.”

Howard and his brothers, including their father, had privately investigated before, but there were no leads. Corey even used his underworld connections to dig deeper yet found nothing.

Sheena took a few sips of soup and said in a weak voice, “The Lawson family has more than one person who wants me dead. So, their plans are likely well–coordinated.”

Frowning, Howard asked, “But why are they all targeting you?”

Sheena pondered and shook her head. “I don’t know, but it might have something to do with the inheritance of the Lawson Group.

As the youngest and only daughter, Albert had prepared a will long ago, stating that she would inherit all the Lawson family’s assets in the future, a vast fortune that would tempt anyone.

Howard thought it made sense. “If that’s the case, it probably involves those old folks among the Lawson family’s collateral relatives. It’s just a matter of time before we catch them.”

Nonetheless, those were just speculations.

Sheena recalled the face of the little girl that flashed in her mind before slipping into a coma. Furthermore, those repeated words seemed connected to her past experiences.

Despite her amnesia, she had regained some of those memories.

Why was this happening?

Sheena was puzzled.

“Howard, does Dad have any other daughters besides me?”