Wait, She’s a Billionaire

At the same time, in Howard’s mansion, the bedroom was filled with an air of romance.

The white sheer curtains were tightly drawn, with a circle of soft yellow fairy lights hanging on them, adding a touch of romantic warmth.

Howard lay over Phoebe, drunk in love. His breath was slightly labored as he gently caressed her

delicate cheek with the back of his hand.

In his deep and seductive voice, he tenderly asked, “Do you still want to break up?

Phoebe obediently shook her head. “No, I don’t want to. I can’t bear it.”

Howard was delighted with this answer.

He kissed her lips again, passionately.

Phoebe pushed him away and whispered, “No more, I’m tired.”

Howard rolled onto his back, leaning against the headboard, the sheets covering his bare torso, his abdomen glistening with a thin layer of sweat, exuding a sexy charm.

He pulled Phoebe into his arms again and then got serious.

phoebe, I hope you can i your fears and try to visit the Nicholls family a few times. I admit that I have my own selfish motives. If your identity as the Nicholls family heiress is publicly announced, we can get

married with everyone wishing us well, and there will be no doubts from anyone. Even if it’s for the sake of our future, I hope you can give it a try.”

After a momentary pause, he added, “But don’t you worry. No matter what happens, I’ll never

you. I’ll face all your fears with you.

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Phoebe remained silent for a long time.

After thinking about it rationally, she actually understood Howard’s intention…

‘Oh well, let’s give it a try,‘ she thought.

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“Alright, I agree. Once my schedule clears up in a few days, I’ll call Romello and pay a visit to the Nicholls family.”

Howard kissed her forehead contentedly.

She sighed. Whenever she talked about the Nicholls family, she would recall the terrifying incident she had encountered on the rooftop.

“Howard, do you remember the last time I stayed at the Nicholls family for a few days, trying to help Sheena find evidence that Nathaniel is an illegitimate child?”

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Howard nodded. “Of course, I remember. You haven’t been willing to go back since then.”

She sat up from his embrace, looking him straight in the eye, explaining, “The night I got the photos, I encountered something particularly terrifying.”

Howard furrowed his brow slightly, asking, “It’s been so long ago. Why haven’t you mentioned this?”

“Because at the time, Romello explained it away as my imagination, and I couldn’t remember it clearly either. Plus, it was a private matter of the Nicholls family, so I never told anyone about it.”

Howard became serious. “What happened that day?”

Phoebe lowered her head, lost in thought, and recounted the events in detail.

“The Nicholls residence had a rule set by Romello that the top floor would be locked after dark, but it’s also where my dad’s study and my mom’s bedroom are located.

“That day, I climbed in through the window and ended up in my dad’s study, where I stole the photos. However, someone hit me from behind with an ashtray and grabbed my neck, truly trying to kill me. The study was dimly lit that night, and by the moonlight, I could vaguely see the person’s eyes, filled with intense murderous intent, bloodshot and terrifying, like a demon from hell.” Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Phoebe took a deep breath, then continued, “And there was a horrifying voice roaring in my ears. saying: Why are you still alive, you’re a disgrace, you should’ve died…”

Howard listened attentively, completely stunned by the revelation.

do you remember anything about their appearance,

“That’s crazy… Besides the person’s eyes, do you whether they were a man or a woman?”

Phoebe closed her eyes, carefully trying to recall.

After a moment, she shook her head. “I don’t remember.”

Howard pulled her into his embrace again, gently comforting her, “If this isn’t just a dream but a real experience, then the fact that someone was imprisoned in the Nicholls residence’s top floor for who knows how many years is no small matter.”

She nodded. “Exactly. I’ve always suspected that it was my absent mom. Howard, have you ever seen her?”

“Of course, I’ve seen her, but Madam Nicholls doesn’t seem to go out often. She’never attends society teas or gatherings, only appearing at the Nicholls family’s events.”

Howard paused briefly, then continued, “But I’ve seen her a few times, and she seemed fine, graceful, and elegant, nothing like the person you described capable of such madness.”