Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Hearing Sheena’s voice, the girl turned to look at her, and her exquisitely beautiful face lit up with a warm smile.

“Ms. Lawson, long time no see. How are you and Mr. Jenkins on this New Year’s Eve?”

“We’re doing well, thank you. It’s New Year’s Eve. Aren’t you participating in any countdown specials? Why aren’t you with your family? Who allowed you to enter Mountville?”

“The guards at the foot of the mountain let me in. Ms. Lawson, please don’t misunderstand. My endorsement contract with the Jenkins Group’s Project Rossi is about to expire. When I heard Mr. Jenkins was here, I came personally, hoping he would consider giving me another endorsement opportunity.”

Sheena narrowed her eyes skeptically. “Ms. Sheila, you’ve been the reigning Best Actress and a popular star. Do you have to personally handle your own contracts now? What are your agent and company doing?”

“Well, the endorsement contract with the Jenkins Group is not easy to secure. My agent’s team might be unable to handle it, so I didn’t want to miss this lucrative opportunity. Naturally, I had to make a personal visit.”

Sheena stared at her, clearly not buying her story. If she indeed came looking for Elliot and found her way to Mountville, then her source was impressively accurate.

Sheila smiled.

Despite being under twenty, her gaze was much shrewder than her peer Jacintha’s.

Glancing at the mansion, Sheila said, “Ms. Lawson, your family gathering today seems lively. Would it be fine for me to come in and join?”

“We’re all family. It’s not suitable for you to join us.”

Sheena promptly refused, not bothering with pleasantries.

“Alright, it seems you have a deep bias against me.” Sheila did not feel awkward and maintained her

smile.

“It’s getting dark. I’ll have the guards escort you down the mountain. Elliot is busy and probably won’t discuss endorsement collaborations with you anytime soon. Please leave.”

Sheena had no interest in continuing the conversation and dismissed her guest.

Inside the mansion, Corey was concerned as Sheena had not returned, so he came out to find her.

The moment he saw Sheila, his eyes slightly narrowed.

“What are you doing here?”

Hearing Corey’s questioning tone, Sheena turned, looking puzzled.

“Do you two know each other?”

Sheila remained silent, and Corey showed no extra expressions.

“No, we’re not. I just saw her a few times on TV. Nana, it’s cold outside. Come Inside with me.”

Corey had come out wearing a small fox fur cape, and he promptly draped it over Sheena, holding her

close.

He then instructed the guards at the entrance, “Escort this young lady down the mountain.”

After giving the orders, he tightened his hold on Sheena, leading her back to the mansion without sparing a glance for Sheila.

Sheila did not leave. She stood at the entrance for a long time and silently watched them.

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Only when the two figures completely disappeared from sight did she turn and leave, accompanied by the guard on her way down the mountain.

On the way back to the mansion, Sheena had been observing Corey’s expression. She noticed that his face turned grim ever since he saw Sheila, yet it was difficult to discern what he was thinking.

Sheena tentatively asked, “Corey, you seem to dislike Ms. Sheila.”

“It’s not about liking or disliking. We’re not acquainted.” Corey maintained a stoic expression and added, “Instead of concerning yourself with these trivial matters, why not worry if Elliot will be okay.

later?”

Indeed, Sheila’s matters were less important compared to Elliot’s situation.

Sheena did not delve into it further and immediately entered the mansion.

Noah and Corey had already prepared carefully crafted drinks, placing three neatly arranged glasses

in front of Elliot.

Sheena quickly approached, scrutinizing the liquid in the glasses.

The color was transparent, resembling fine wine. However, knowing her brothers so well, Sheena was well aware that Noah would not simply let Elliot drink three glasses of plain wine.