Chapter 343
Sure enough, Sheena, being the little troublemaker that she was, could not take a loss.
Howard shook his head, silently vowing never to provoke Sheena in the future.
On the other end of the phone, Corey, completely unaware of being played by Sheena, earnestly said, “I heard from Howard that you’ve been gathering evidence against Farlem’s Carver family. I happened to check one incident for you, and Howard will fax it to your office computer tomorrow.”
Sheena chuckled.
Happened to check?
It seemed like he had it all planned out, deliberately waiting until she finished her punishment to bring up this matter. Although it was rather annoying, Sheena remembered that she had tricked Corey into becoming his sandbag.
Not a bad deal!
Moreover, she had no reason to decline the evidence that he conveniently provided.
Sheena sweetly agreed, showered Corey with compliments, and finally ended the call. Elijah was still in the hospital, and the evening had grown late after Sheena finished kneeling. She casually prepared a room for Howard to stay overnight at Ocean Avenue.
Early the next morning, Sheena went to the Freeman Group as usual. The evidence that Corey promised was quickly faxed to her. She printed it out and carefully reviewed it.
Corey’s efficiency was indeed impressive.
The detailed evidence was enough to ensure that Bethany would be eating prison food for the rest of her life. Tomorrow, she would deliver the Carver family their doomsday!
Later, Sheena called Sarah for a meeting, and the day became busy until the afternoon.
Considering Elijah was still recuperating in the hospital, she pondered for a while and instructed John to find a small item.
As the end of the workday approached, Sheena packed up and headed back to Ocean Avenue. Just as she reached the mansion’s entrance, she unexpectedly saw Ford.
She frowned and asked, “Why aren’t you at the hospital?”
Ford explained, “Mr. Freeman said he didn’t want to stay in the hospital, so he insisted on being discharged after a thorough re–examination.”
Sheena fell silent momentarily, shocked that Elijah was discharged so soon. She had planned to visit him at the hospital in the evening, but it seemed his injuries were healing well since he was already back.
Ford approached her as she prepared to enter and whispered, “Miss, Mr. Freeman is acting…
strange.
That meant something was indeed off.
Sheena furrowed her brow, deep in thought.
Ford nodded. “When he returned, Mr. Freeman went straight to his room and hasn’t come out.
since.”
“Alright, I got it.” Sheena’s expression became serious as she entered the mansion and headed upstairs.
Elijah’s room was closed but not locked.
Sheena pushed the door open to find a neatly made bed, showing no signs of being slept in.
Elijah was peacefully lying on the recliner by the window, dressed in a sophisticated dark suit. He lay leisurely, admiring the sunset outside.
