Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Caesar truly regarded Nathaniel as his brother, so he remained silent.

Harrold, engaged in light conversation with other dukes nearby, unexpectedly noticed the situation. He approached with a stern expression, his steps heavy,

“Charles, don’t forget your lowly status! Do you even deserve Caesar’s respect?”

Nathaniel was displeased at Harrold’s arrival and retorted, “Lord Gale, please don’t forget that Princess Kelly adopted me. In a way, I am Caesar’s brother.”

Bringing up this matter only worsened Harrold’s expression. He snorted and walked away with a champagne glass.

The magnificent banquet hall featured a string quartet playing elegant melodies that quickly dispelled the earlier unpleasant atmosphere.

In Caesar’s sky–blue eyes, there was only Sheena.

He gracefully extended his hand and asked, “Ms. Lawson, may I invite you to a dance?”

Sheena was about to respond, but Nathaniel interrupted, “Inviting my companion to dance? Caesar, are you serious?”

He cast a cold glance at Caesar and slowly reached out his hand to Sheena. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Nana, everyone’s having fun on the dance floor. Should we join them?”

Observing both men, Sheena looked from one to the other, grabbed the cuffs of their suits, and placed their hands together.

“I’m not very good at dancing. You two have fun. I’ll take a quick trip to the restroom and be back soon.”

Nathaniel, concerned, insisted, “The palace is huge, and you might lose your way. Let Jamie escort you.”

Sheena frowned. “Having Jamie, an adult man, accompany me to the testroom? That’s too strange. I can find my way. If I can’t, I’ll ask a servant along the way.”

“But…” Nathaniel, still worried, suggested, “How about I accompany you, then? I’ll wait outside.”

Silently trailing behind them, Lionel quietly gasped.

Nathaniel’s vigilance was formidable, and he was not easily fooled.

Just as Sheena pondered how to refuse without arousing Nathaniel’s suspicion, Kelly’s servant approached Nathaniel.

“Sir, Princess Kelly wants to talk to you.”

Sheena seized the chance, saying, “Princess Kelly must have something important to discuss. Go ahead, I’ll just head to the restroom. What’s the worst that could happen?”

Nathaniel, torn, ultimately compromised. “Alright, stay safe. I’ll find you soon.”

Sheena nodded in agreement.

Nathaniel immediately followed the servant out.

With him gone, Sheena approached Caesar, whispering, “Where did Lord Gale go? Please take me to him. I have urgent matters.‘

Caesar nodded solemnly. “Ms. Lawson, follow me.

Harrold had been waiting in a separate lounge. Once Sheena entered, Lionel casually patrolled the corridor, keeping watch.

Caesar was also dismissed by Harrold, and he chatted with Lionel outside.

In the room, Sheena greeted Harrold, “Hello, Lord Gale. Time is ticking, so let me get straight to the point.”

Harrold sat upright, nodding.

“I believe you’re willing to meet with me because you’ve already investigated my background. Our cooperation is straightforward. I help you secure the tax–free trade privilege for Froania from my brother, and you help me obtain what I want. A mutually beneficial arrangement.”

Harrold stroked his beard, his murky eyes fixed on her.

“As you’ve seen, as a duke and Princess Kelly’s husband, my status is exceptional, and the tax–free trade privilege doesn’t particularly interest me.”

Sheena smiled. “No need to beat around the bush, Lord Gale. You’ve been suppressed by Princess Kelly’s status for half a lifetime, and gaining the tax–free trade privilege means you can quietly establish economic independence under her watchful eye, eventually breaking free from her control.”

She paused for a moment, then continued, “Or, if you find this offer not enticing enough, I can help you… kill Charles!”

Harrold’s eyes narrowed slightly, displaying confusion. “He’s about to become your husband, yet you want to kill him?”