Chapter 310
“Ms. Sheena, there’s a man outside in military attire who says he wants to see you. He mentioned his last name is Nicholls.”
What could Nathaniel want now?
“Got it, let him in.”
“Sure thing,” Wendy cheerfully responded and took a couple of steps before turning to Sheena again, whispering, “Mr. Nicholls is way too handsome! Ms. Sheena, you really are…wow!”
Sheena remained expressionless, waving her hand lightly to signal Wendy to leave.
By the time Nathaniel entered, Sheena was already seated on the small sofa for guests, politely pouring him a cup of tea.
“I was just about to leave. Is there something you need?”
Nathaniel smiled and gracefully took a sip of tea before speaking, “Nothing major. I’m just curious why you so blatantly cut me off at noon. Is it because of the manservant in your mansion?”
Sheena poured herself a cup of tea, her expression serious. “It’s because I understand very well that we belong to different worlds, so it’s destined not to work out between us.”
The Nathaniel she knew was domineering, obsessive, seemingly a bit of a germophobe, and very possessive. However, she was not entirely sure of the extent of these traits.
“So, does this mean it has nothing to do with him?”
Sheena pondered for a moment. To completely sever his intention, she needed an uncontrollable factor to make him give up entirely.
“It’s not completely unrelated. As you can see, he’s just a handsome little pet I keep in the
mansion.”
This comment made Nathaniel frown. “Am I not as handsome as him?”
Sheena remained silent, finishing her tea.
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Nathaniel remarked, “Looks like you don’t quite understand your little pet. You don’t even know what he does behind your back.”
“What do you mean?”
Nathaniel stood up, adjusting the collar of his military uniform, and said, “Come, I’ll show you what he’s like when you’re not around.”
Out in the suburbs, as the sunset cast its warm glow, the wooden door creaked
open.
Lionel lurked in the shadows while Elijah stepped slowly into the room.
Jennifer, seated on a small bed, turned at the sound. Upon seeing him, tears welled up eyes. Struggling to get up, she rushed toward Elijah, stumbling in haste.
in her
“Eli! I was wrong, Eli! I shouldn’t have believed Bethany’s words that day. I shouldn’t have let her hire the bodyguards to kill you! I still deeply love you, and they’ve abandoned me here, wanting me to fend for myself. Only you can save me!”
Elijah remained indifferent as he stared at her, his posture tall and imposing. “I’m not here to save you. However, if you can confess everything you know, I can send you back to prison. I won’t let them bully you again, and you can live out the rest of your days peacefully.”
Upon hearing this, Jennifer burst into tears. “Eli, you’re so ruthless! No matter what, we’re childhood friends. How can you send me back to hell?”
Elijah’s cold expression remained unchanged. “Sending you back to prison, ensuring you a stable life, is the best outcome and the condition for your honesty. Isn’t it better to be alive than dead?”
Jennifer’s face was stained with tears. She never imagined she would end up in this situation.
If she had not returned to the country and had not vied for the title of Mrs. Freeman, would she still be living carefree overseas?
The more she thought about it, the more regretful Jennifer became, crying herself hoarse.
Elijah stood quietly, completely unaffected by Jennifer’s outburst.
Outside the small cabin, Nathaniel instructed his subordinates to discreetly send Lionel, who had been guarding Elijah, away.
Then, with Sheena, he stood at a distance from the wooden cabin, peeking through a small window to observe the situation inside.
Nathaniel grinned devilishly and whispered, “Nana, look at your little pet. Not only did he find his long–lost lover after days of disappearance, but he also secretly met her on the outskirts. He puts on a facade in front of you and acts differently behind your back. Such a pet can’t be kept.”
