Chapter 412
The bodyguard looked troubled and said, “Mr. Jenkins is likely to be busy the whole day. How about… you come back another day?”
Sheena was annoyed. “Since I’m here, I have no reason to leave without meeting him.”
She briskly moved past the bodyguard and headed upstairs.
Ms Lawson, that’s not a good idea, right?”
“Since Mr. Santiago Jenkins finalized the marriage last night, I’m just having a chat with my fiance. Do you have a problem with that?” Sheena’s gaze was icy.
“Of course not…”
She sternly asked, “Which floor? Where is it?”
“On the second floor, go to the rightmost room.”
Sheena walked up the stairs. It was easy to find the room because another bodyguard stood at the study’s door.
As she approached, the bodyguard blocked her and said, “Ms. Lawson, Mr. Jenkins is busy, and his study is not open to visitors.”
Before she could respond, the door opened from the inside, revealing a man. She looked up and saw a face that was passably handsome but lacked any distinctive charm.
Indeed, his uniform matched the other two bodyguards, confirming he was not Elliot.
Once the man stood respectfully to the side, Sheena got a glimpse of the study. Through an amber bead curtain, she saw a desk, followed by neatly arranged bookshelves, enveloped in an atmosphere of dark academia.
A stern–looking man sat in an office chair, with his back facing her.
Sheena could only make out a small portion of the back of his head. Sheena, wanting to enter, was stopped by the bodyguard.
Nonetheless, she was here to discuss canceling the engagement, and it would not be appropriate to push too hard on someone else’s turf. Hence, she did not insist on going in.
The man in the study cleared his throat and, with a hoarse voice, asked, “Ms. Lawson, what brings you here today?”
The voice was utterly gruff and unpleasant.
Sheena had already checked on Elliot’s background on the way here.
Rumors painted him as cruel, ruthless, and with particuler peculiar preferences, particularly a penchant for mistreating wornen. Additionally, there were tales o facial disfigurement, rendering him exceptionally ugly.
Sheena cared little about the authenticity of the rumors regarding Elliot’s treatment of women. After all, she could put up a fight, and he might be the one suffering later.
However, she already had a vivid image in her mind just by hearing his voice. Not that she held any prejudice, but her current lack of interest in engagement and marriage, especially with a man she barely knew, made the prospect unappealing
Sheena gathered her thoughts and had another bodyguard bring her a chair, sitting at the door to converse with Elliot.
“It’s not a big deal. I’m just curious if you know much about me.”
Elliot remained silent, stirring his coffee with the crisp clinking sound of the spoon against the cup.
Looking at the back of his head, Sheena continued, “Given your capabilities, I’m sure you’ve looked into my background and are aware that I’m a divorced woman. Moreover, I’m not a virgin anymore.”
“What about it?” Elliot, undisturbed, took a sip of his coffee.
Sheena, slightly puzzled, wondered if he did not mind her past.
Or perhaps he was interested in married women?
Feeling a chill running down her spine, Sheena decided to weave a serious- sounding tale.
“Mr. Jenkins, there’s something you probably haven’t discovered in your investigations, and my dad must have kept it from you. When I was young, an astrologer did my birth chart reading, and it was revealed that I’d bring bad luck husband. In fact, he met his end because of me. It’s all written in the stars!” Caught off guard, Elliot choked on his coffee, spilling it on the brown carpet.
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The on–site bodyguard rushed to hand him tissues.
Observing his exaggerated reaction, Sheena continued, “So, Mr. Jenkins, considering the circumstances, being Mr. Santiago Jenkins‘ eldest grandson and all, I don’t want to bring you misfortune. Our engagement isn’t suitable. Why don’t we both go separately to our respective families, discuss the matter, and
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dissolve the engagement before it becomes public?”
