Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Sheena could not alt still anymore.

Ignoring Barbara’s attempts to stop her, she sprinted upstairs, reaching Host’s room.

Just as she was about to knock, she heard the sound of the doorknob turning from inside, and the door opened just in time.

Corey was the first to step out, his broad figure blockding the view of what was happening inside. After he emerged, he gently closed the door. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Sheena tried to peek inside but could not see anything, no she questioned him.

“Corey, what on earth were you doing in there? Did you guys hurt him?”

“No.” Corey’s tone remained flat and calin.

Sheena could not make sense of the situation, asking, “So, did he pass the test or not?”

“Have Elliot come to my mansion tomorrow to discuss your wedding date after the New Year.”

He spoke matter–of–factly, ruffled Sheena’s hair, then went downstairs.

Sheena stood there in confusion, only realizing afterward that Elliot had indeed passed the test!

Overflowing with joy, she shouted after Corey’s departing figure, “Thank you, Corey!”

Before she could enter the room to find Elllot, Noah emerged again, still looking aloof as always. Similar to Corey, he also casually closed the door behind him.

“Noah, Corey just agreed to set a wedding date. Surely, Elliot passed the test, right?”

Noah did not explain. Instead, he handed her a book and said, “Take a look. How’s the writing?”

Sheena opened the book with doubt, but she frowned in frustration when she saw the poorly written

Gentleman’s Rules.

“This handwriting is too ugly. Did you make Elliot write this?”

Many words on the paper were crooked, and some were smudged, making it look rather messy.

Noali agreed, “I also think it’s ugly.”

He pinched Sheena’s cheek, adding, “Consider using it as your family rules for Elliot after marriage.”

Then, he turned and walked away, still as cold.

Nonetheless, Noah mentioned “after marriage“, so Elliot seemed to have passed the test.

However…

With keen awareness, Sheena reread the words in the book and stared at Noah’s cold and proud figure

as she vented her frustration, “You three are way too harsh! What on earth did you do to him to make his beautiful handwriting turn out like this?”

Just a while ago, Corey hinted at settling the score, suggesting breaking Elliot’s hand or leg

Sheena became increasingly worried about Elliot’s condition.

Next, Howard came out. He patted Sheena’s shoulder with a contented face and spoke in a deep and steady voice, “Not bad!”

Sheena glanced at Howard’s brisk figure, feeling bewildered, and quickly opened the door.

“Nana.”

A hand with distinct knuckles but a deathly pale complexion suddenly grasped the doorframe.

Sheena immediately looked up and met Elliot’s warm yet extremely weak gaze.

Sensing his less–than–optimal condition, Sheena hurriedly approached and supported him, then turned his palms to inspect any injuries.

To her surprise, his palms were clean, devoid of any signs of redness or bruising.

“Huh? They didn’t hit your hand? Then why did you write so poorly? How did they torture you?”

“They didn’t torture me.”

Elliot did not elaborate much. He just leaned his head wearily on her shoulder, softly cooing, “Nana, I want to go back to E&S Haven. I want to hold your waist and sleep.”