Chapter 341
Nathaniel was stunned, and his expression turned serious as he explained, “I’ve been busy dealing with Special Investigation Department matters during the day, so I didn’t inquire about last night’s case. I genuinely didn’t know, but…”
He stopped mid–sentence, looking at Sheena and apologizing sincerely, “I’m sorry, Nana. I was upset with you last night, so I didn’t stop Maurice from taking you away, causing you to suffer at the police station all night. But you have to believe me, I haven’t changed. I’m always the same Nate you knew!”
As he spoke excitedly, he reached out to hold Sheena’s hand.
“I certainly believe you.” Sheena smiled, calmly retracting her hand, and elegantly adjusting her hair as she continued, “Nate, my money has been with the Carver Group for too long. It doesn’t feel right to leave it uncollected. I’ll need your help with this matter too.”
Nathaniel willingly agreed, “Of course! As long as it’s something you want to do, I’ll help.”
Sheena smiled sweetly, appearing coy.
The meal ended at 8 p.m., and Sheena declined Nathaniel’s offer to send her home. Instead, she returned to Ocean Avenue with Paul and Ian.
The moment she got into the back seat of the car, her warm smile froze, and her expression turned cold in an instant. The atmosphere in the car became tense, enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine.
Paul and Ian sensed her displeasure and dared not make a sound.
Upon reaching Ocean Avenue, Sheena was surprised to find the living room lights on. She asked John and learned that Howard was there.
When Sheena entered, she found Howard sitting on the sofa with a strange expression.
“Howard, what’s wrong?”
Howard pointed to his phone, whispering, “It’s Corey. He called you, but you didn’t answer. So, he came to me.
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Sheena was shocked, feeling her heart pounding. Despite being fearless in most situations, she was terrified of Corey. Moreover, she could tell from Howard’s grim expression that Corey contacting her was likely not good news.
Sheena’s legs almost gave way, and she pleaded, “Howard, don’t call him yet. Let me prepare myself.”
“Sheena Lawson.”
Corey’s imposing and stern voice echoed from Howard’s phone.
Damn it! The call had been on speaker the whole time!
Starting with her full name meant Corey was genuinely furious.
Since there was no escaping this, Sheena reluctantly took the phone, her voice sweet and trembling as she said, “Corey, I’m sorry. Please don’t be angry…”
“What are you sorry for?”
On the other end of the line, Corey’s voice was icy. On the sidelines, Howard held his breath, not daring to say a word.
Sheena pondered for a while. Honestly, she did not know what she did wrong.
“Anything and everything you think I did wrong.”
“Sheena Lawson!”
A furious scolding followed.
Sheena immediately knelt.
“Corey, I’m really sorry! I’ve already kneeled. Isn’t that enough?”
The man on the other end remained silent, suppressing his anger. Finally, he said, “How many times were you brought to the police station? It was forgivable before, but this time, you brawled in a bar with so many staff around. Sheena, you’re really something! What if that person you angered decides to fight back? What if you get hurt again?”
Sheena pouted, feeling indignant. However, she noticed Howard signaling her not to add fuel to the fire.
Softening her tone, she said, “I was wrong, and I won’t do it again.”
To hell with that!
She did not do anything wrong, and she would definitely do it again!
Corey sighed, somewhat helpless. After a two–second pause, he resumed his cold tone. “Since you’re already kneeling, kneel for an hour. Howard will watch Anuchiesti —
