Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Sheena was actually willing to become a widow on her wedding night?

What a ruthless woman!

Sheena did not answer but countered, “Charles‘ existence is an everlasting shame and disgrace for you. Helping you get rid of him should bring you great satisfaction, right?”

Harrold burst into laughter. “Hahaha, interesting! You’re a fascinating yet dangerous woman. Alright, I agree to cooperate. So, what do you want in return?”

Sheena smiled and replied determinedly, “I only want access to Clear, which is stored in the palace

vault!”

Lionel and Caesar were engaged in a friendly chat in the corridor near the entrance.

“Mr. Caesar, don’t you find me quite ugly? Why aren’t you disgusted and still willing to chat with me? Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

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Caesar earnestly re–evaluated Lionel’s face, replying, “It’s indeed unpleasant to look at, but looks are given by our parents. It’s your inherent flaw, nothing to blame yourself for.‘

Lionel suppressed a laugh, finding Caesar’s candid yet kind words quite unusual.

Caesar continued, “Moreover, being chosen as Ms. Lawson’s bodyguard indicates you must have exceptional qualities!”

“Exceptional qualities?” Holding back laughter, Lionel self–deprecatingly added, “Maybe it’s just that compared to other bodyguards, I’m exceptionally ugly!”

Caesar chuckled, and the two continued their lively conversation, creating a cheerful atmosphere.

Soon, the room door opened.

Lionel immediately stopped chatting and approached Sheena, only to notice she seemed troubled.

He had a hunch that something was wrong and quietly asked, “Miss, did Lord Gale disagree?”

Sheena shook her head. Many people were around them, and it was not a great time to explain.

“Let’s go, Nathaniel is probably looking for me.”

Observing her expression, Lionel knew something unpleasant had happened but refrained from saying more.

As Sheena returned to the banquet hall, Nathaniel had just come out from Kelly’s lounge. Seeing Sheena sitting alone in a corner with a cup of juice with no one taking advantage to strike up a conversation, Nathaniel’s uneasy heart finally relaxed.

“Nana.” Nathaniel smiled as he walked over to Sheena, whispering, “Mom will publicly announce our wedding date shortly, and we’ll be called on stage. All you have to do is stand by my side quietly.”

Sheena remained silent, appearing quite indifferent.

Despite her lack of response, Nathaniel was in exceptionally high spirits and continued, “We’ll proceed with the wedding first. After returning to Froania, we can get the marriage certificate. How does that sound to you?”

Sheena, concealing her disdain, replied calmly, “You’ve already made all the arrangements. Why bother pretending to ask for my opinion? Just do it according to your plan.”

She did not refuse, which delighted Nathaniel even more.

Noticing that she was drinking juice, Nathaniel poured a glass of wine and handed it to her.

“It’s a night worth celebrating, and you should have some wine. This is the best wine in Laubabwe, and it’s rich and aromatic, exclusively supplied to the royal family. Give it a try?”

Sheena did not spare a glance, saying, “I’ve got a slight cold recently, and I don’t want to drink.”

“Cold? Do you feel unwell?” Nathaniel promptly took off his suit jacket, wrapping her slender shoulders snugly. “It’s my fault. The weather has been quite cold lately. I promise to be more attentive in the future! I won’t let you catch a cold or get sick!”