Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Elliot’s arrival brought a momentary hush to the entrance.

With his hands casually tucked in his pockets, Elliot continued, “The position of the head of the Jenkins family, the Chief of the National Investigation Bureau, and the CEO at the Jenkins Group. Do you want it? That’s fine. In five days, I’ll hold a meeting and give everyone an explanation.”

“Really?” Stanley was pleasantly surprised.

However, knowing Elliot’s cunning nature, it was unlikely he would easily relinquish all power.

Stanley expressed skepticism, “Elliot, why are you wearing sunglasses in broad daylight? Show us your eyes! And why wait for five days to explain? What game are you playing?”

Elliot scoffed. “My affairs are none of your concern.”

“You…” Stanley’s face turned red with anger.

Elliot continued addressing the others, “With so many matters at hand, I’ll definitely need more than two days. If you can’t even wait for five days, it shows that you won’t achieve anything significant because of your impatience. Get out now!”

The crowd at the entrance fell silent.

With some free time in her schedule, Phoebe had come to see Howard at the Jenkins estate, and she encountered–Logan and Lance on the way.

The three arrived together.

They had heard the disputes clearly.

Behind the crowd, Logan said, “It’s only five days. The outcome was destined long ago, and the result won’t change. Mr. Romello and Mr. Peter aren’t scared, are they?”

Peter remained silent.

In the tense atmosphere, Romello chuckled and commented, “Alright, I’ll wait. Let’s.go.“.

He turned and left with his entourage.

Passing by Phoebe, he unexpectedly gave her an extra glance.

“Miss, you look familiar. What’s your name?”

“What year is this? You’re still trying to pick up girls this way. Isn’t it a bit outdated?”

Phoebe disdainfully stared back at him. She never treated anyone who tried to bully those close to Sheena nicely.

Romello laughed heartily, studying her features. “Very well, I’ll remember you.”

With a teasing remark, Romello departed with his people. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Since Romello had left, there was no longer any reason for Peter to stay.

“Elliot, I’ll be waiting for your explanation in five days!”

Just as Peter was about to lead his people back, Elliot called him out, “Hold on.”

Elliot leisurely leaned against the balcony railing and calmly instructed, “Logan and Lance, hand Stanley over to Uncle Grant. He was disrespectful and insulted me, the head of the family. Uncle Grant knows how to handle this.”

Stanley immediately protested, “Elliot! You’re about to step down from your position, and you still want to fight me?”

“Your upbringing is lacking, so I have to help Uncle Peter discipline you properly,” Elliot said with an icy tone.

“Logan, inform Uncle Grant to add five more lashes.”

“Yes, Mr. Jenkins.”

“Dad, save me! Elliot wants to kill me! Dad!”

Logan and Lance dragged Stanley away.

The bodyguards Peter brought tried to intervene but were no match for Logan and Lance.

Peter clenched his fists, resisting the urge to rush forward and rescue his son.

Stanley’s words just now were indeed a bit too harsh, but since Elliot had not truly relinquished power yet, Peter could not intervene.

Hence, he could only watch as Stanley was dragged away.

Peter glared at Elliot on the balcony, uttering, “Elliot, I’ll remember this and pay you back with

interest!”

Elliot casually replied, “I’ll be waiting.”

Peter snorted heavily and immediately led his people, following in the direction where Logan and Lance dragged Stanley away.

Once everyone was gone, the entrance bodyguards let Phoebe through.