Wait, She’s a Billionaire

“Mr. Jenkins, you’re so cold. Word has it that ever since you became a dad, you’ve devoted yourself entirely to your family. Now, seeing you, it seems like all your tenderness is reserved for wife

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and babies,” Rebecca remarked. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Elliot frowned slightly, about to correct her words, when he caught sight of Sheena’s familiar figure approaching.

Sheena exuded a strong aura, seemingly emanating an invisible force of intimidation.

Rebecca found it hard to ignore Sheena’s presence and greeted, “Ms. Lawson, you’re looking even.

more beautiful than before. I heard that women after childbirth often face issues like sagging belly, stretch marks, and loose skin, but it seems these problems haven’t bothered you.”

Sheena smiled gracefully, replying, “Of course. I’m not troubled by those concerns. After all, I had Elliot’s tender care, so I had a good postpartum recovery.”

Stepping forward, Sheena took a closer look at Rebecca before continuing, “Ms. Lambert, you’re young and good–looking, but why do you lack manners? Do you not understand the norms of the business world?”

Rebecca was taken aback, asking in confusion, “Ms. Lawson, what do you mean?”

Sheena linked her arm with Elliot’s, speaking coldly, “He’s a married man. Ms. Lambert, you aren’t in a relationship yet, right? You should go chat up those young eligible bachelors.

“Also, ‘Ms. Lawson‘ is how business associates or my subordinates address me. As you’re attending this event as a female companion, you should not use that term to address me. You should call me Mrs. Jenkins.”

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She emphasized each syllable with the last few words, boldly asserting her dominance.

She extended her neck arrogantly, her posture exuding elegance and aloofness.

Her gaze seemed to silently label Elliot as her exclusive possession.

Elliot felt a sense of satisfaction, quietly listening as Sheena countered the young woman across from

them.

Rebecca, slightly stunned and embarrassed, changed her address, “I’m sorry for my ignorance. I shall address you as Mrs. Jenkins from now on. There have been rumors that Mr. Jenkins is completely under Mrs. Jenkins’s control, which seems to be true. But why view me as an enemy? Keeping a man on too tight a leash isn’t good.”

If Albert were still alive and if they had not registered their marriage yet, Elliot would surely correct Rebecca!

He would defend his position, insisting that Sheena was a submissive wife!

Nonetheless, Elliot had no worries whatsoever and could confidently admit, “Ms. Lambert, you

misspoke earlier. I didn’t devote myself entirely to my family after becoming a dad. All my tenderness and indulgence have long been given to Nana. Even the babies cannot shake her position.”

Then, he interlaced his fingers with Sheena’s, his gaze softened.

Rebecca’s face paled slightly, commenting, “Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins, it’s truly admirable how affectionate you two are.”

Elliot did not even spare her a glance, his eyes fixed on Sheena.

In a low voice, he said, “Honey, I’m tired of socializing. I’d like to request an early departure home.”

Sheena met his gaze, and for once, she agreed, “Granted.”

With the confirmation, Elliot felt elated.

He scooped her up in his arms and stealthily left through the less crowded back exit.

Sitting in the car, Sheena was not too pleased.

Elliot keenly sensed her off mood and innocently said, “Honey, tonight’s incident has nothing to do with me. I don’t know that Ms. Lambert, so you can’t blame me for it.”

She turned to him, her fair fingers gently pinching his cheek

“Next time you go out, better wear your silver mask. It’ll cover up your face, preventing you from attracting anyone’s attention, and then I’ll feel at ease.

Elliot was pleased by her jealousy. “Alright. Nana, you’re also so beautiful. Shouldn’t you wear a mask too, to keep other charming men away from her?”

Sheena refused, “I won’t wear it. It’s so ugly. Wearing it will make me look terrible.”

Elliot was at a loss for words.

Why did he get the feeling that Sheena was subtly mocking him?

Twenty minutes later, the luxury car pulled into the garage of the Jenkins estate.

Elliot got out first and lifted Sheena out of the car.

Sheena wrapped her arms around his waist, politely saying, “Maybe I should walk by myself. This evening gown weighs several kilograms, and I’m quite heavy to carry, aren’t I?”

“Perfect opportunity for me to burn some energy. Otherwise, your slender waist might just give up on

you tonight.

Upon hearing this, Sheena did not laugh. Instead, she looked serious, staring at him intently.

Elliot immediately sensed that something was wrong based on her serious expression.

Oh no!

That seemed like a trick question, and he appeared to have given the wrong answer…