Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Lionel disregarded everything, rushing forward to secure the vial of serum in his arms. However, his back collided with the hard armrests of the seats, and he tumbled and rolled on the ground.

The wounds on his body instantly bled, staining his shirt crimson.

Not only that, but the intense pain in his back also made his head spin, his face turning pale as he coughed up a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

Despite the injuries, Lionel managed to keep Clear safe in his embrace, avoiding any harm.

When Lionel reached for Clear, Elliot’s two military units, keenly aware of Kelly’s guards attempting to shoot him, acted swiftly. Before they could shoot Lionel, Elliot’s men had already taken them out.

The situation reversed instantly, leaving Kelly and Nathaniel vulnerable.

Nathaniel, consumed by anger, glared at the unconscious Lionel in front of him. Fueled by rage, he

walked over and kicked Lionel’s stomach with force.

Lionel jerked, curled up, coughing up more blood, and then passed out.

Before Nathaniel could deliver a second blow, Laubabwe’s military forces, brought by Elliot,

restrained him.

All the Froanian soldiers rushed toward Lionel, checking his condition.

Despite being unconscious, Lionel clung tightly to the serum as if his life depended on it.

The troops from Froania, all loyal to Lionel, were furious, clamoring to attack Nathaniel.

Elliot calmly ordered them to carry Lionel out. There was a small emergency room on his private

plane.

As Lionel left with Clear, Nathaniel lost his last bargaining chip.

He laughed maniacally, letting his hands be restrained, filling the entire church with his eerie laughter.

Both military forces dared not touch Kelly, and she was not restricted.

Desperate to reclaim Nathaniel from Elliot’s hands, she pulled out a small dagger she carried and aimed it at her own neck, glaring at Elliot and Sheena.

“The charge of harming a royal princess is significant. If you dare touch my beloved Nate, I promise none of you will leave the borders of Laubabwe!”

Elliot remained silent.

The situation on both sides once again fell into a deadlock due to Kelly’s threat.

The atmosphere in the church suddenly quieted for a moment.

Soon, Harrold arrived with his men, intervening in Kelly’s actions.

“Kelly, drop the knife! Stop resisting. Elliot is here with an international arrest warrant. The king has already approved it; you can’t stop him from taking Charles away!” Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“What!”

Kelly, teary–eyed and in disbelief, exclaimed, “How can this be? They can’t take away my Nate! Absolutely not!”

Harrold walked directly toward her, taking the dagger from her hand.

Kelly clutched the hem of his suit, lowering her pride for the first time, pleading, “Harrold, please help me! My Nate! If they take him away, they’ll find ways to torture him! Help me kill them!”

Harrold sighed, ignoring her pleas.

Seizing the opportunity, he struck her hard on the back of her head, and she fainted on the spot.

Harrold carried Kelly out of the church without even glancing at Nathaniel as if Nathaniel’s life and

death were forever irrelevant to him.

With Kelly out of the picture, Nathaniel lost his last lifeline.

Elliot’s gaze turned icy, remembering Nathaniel kicking Lionel just moments ago.

He erupted in anger, “At this point, do you have anything left to say?”

Nathaniel’s once vibrant blue eyes lost their luster as he laughed loudly, “Everyone’s on your side! I have nothing to say!”

Elliot coldly ordered his troops, “Put him in handcuffs and restrain his legs with heavy shackles. Take him back to Froania immediately.”

“Wait.” ་་

Sheena, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up.

Elliot removed his dark coat, gently wrapping it around her petite shoulders, and asked tenderly,” Nana, what’s wrong?”

Sheena glanced at Nathaniel on the platform not far away, asking, “Eli, what are you planning to do with him?”