Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson)

Chapter 113

In the deep hours of the night, Sheena sat in the first–class cabin, sipping her coffee, still very much

alert. She gazed out the window, but the darkness of the night made it difficult to distinguish even the

outlines of clouds.

Sheena’s interest waned, and she was about to look away when the reflection in the small window

caught her attention.

There was a familiar figure wearing sunglasses. After locking eyes briefly, the person turned away,

avoiding her gaze.

Sheena became more cautious, surveying her surroundings and suddenly realizing that the few

bodyguards she had brought with her were now fast asleep. The rest of the passengers were also in

deep slumber.

It felt oddly dangerous.

Standing up, Sheena considered moving to another section of the plane to investigate. However, she

spotted a man in a suit as she turned, accompanied by several equally burly individuals, heading her

way.

The man in the suit was the same person who had exchanged glances with her earlier, and it seemed

their intentions were clear–they were targeting her.

Sheena opted to stand her ground. Since evading them was impossible, she thought facing them

head–on was best.

“Ms. Sheena, long time no see,” the man greeted, removing his sunglasses and smiling at her. “I bet

you didn’t expect us to meet again so soon.”

“It’s you?” Sheena frowned.

Leon raised his arm and signaled the men behind him. Soon, the men in black followed his lead, swiftly

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“Ms. Sheena, I’ve heard you’re skillful in martial arts, but I’d advise you to cooperate. I have full control

over this plane. If you resist, I don’t mind crashing this plane. I don’t think your want these passengers

to die because of you, do you?”

He wiped the smile off his face and took a seat, looking at her coldly.

“I’m really sorry, but this is Mr. Freeman’s order.”

“Elijah?” Sheena frowned, and her expression grew colder. “He would actually send you to do this?”

“What you did to Ms. Moore was unacceptable. She’s Mr. Freeman’s fiancee, and he won’t let it go. So,

this is the price,” Leon said, pulling out a military knife. “The lives of all passengers are in my hands

now, so don’t bother resisting unless you truly want these innocent people to die with you.”

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Leon had not noticed her subtle movement. However, he frowned when he saw her calm expression

and warned, “Don’t try anything funny. If you do, everyone on this plane dies with you.”

His other burly companions quickly moved to hold other passengers.

Sheena’s lips curled into a mocking smile as she grabbed the scalding cup of coffee from her seat and hurled it at Leon.

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

Seizing the moment while they were distracted, Sheena kicked open the cabin door, swiftly strapped on

the parachute, and leaped into the night below without hesitation.

“Quick! Stop her! Don’t let her jump!” Leon yelled, but it was too late. He rushed to the cabin door,

peering outside. However, he could not locate Sheena in the dark, only seeing the stars illuminating the

night.