Chapter 697
Nathaniel was gone, leaving the world with a smile on his face.
It seemed like he departed without any regrets.
Sheena felt her whole body go weak, closing her eyes, unable to bear witness to his tragic fall. The memories of their childhood, the laughter, and joy flashed before her eyes, intensifying the overwhelming grief.
She had, with her own hands, shot the man who had loved her for a decade.
“Eli, take me away. I don’t want to be in Laubabwe anymore,” she said as she weakly collapsed into Elliot’s arms, her voice choked with emotion.
Elliot kissed her forehead tenderly, comforting her softly, “It’s all over. He got what he wanted, and you gave him what he needed. It’s the best ending he could hope for.”
How could he not understand that Nathaniel had planned it this way?
Nathaniel was stubborn and proud, and losing Sheena meant losing everything for him. With nothing left to cling to, he would much rather die.
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Letting him die by Sheena’s hand was the ultimate act of mercy.
As for Kelly, they would deal with that when the time comes…
Elliot held the emotionally distraught Sheena tightly, instructing his people to pack Nathaniel’s body and bring it back to Froania, back to the Nicholls family.
Once everything was settled, Elliot carried Sheena away from Florence Cathedral without looking back.
On the return journey aboard the private plane, Lionel had already awakened, and Lucy, whom he had brought along, personally tended to his injuries.
Clear was secured in a cooler box, intended for further examination of its composition upon returning to Froania.
Sheena had shed the heavy wedding gown and now donned a warm fur coat, but she was still wearing the flat shoes Nathaniel had personally chosen for her.
She appeared languid, and her eyes lacked luster, staring at the vast expanse of white clouds outside the plane.
Elliot held her, understanding that she had not recovered from the church’s
events.
Lionel and Lucy sat with them in the first–class cabin.
In contrast to the quiet Elliot and Sheena, the two of them seemed livelier.
“Lionel, all those soldiers called you Captain. You’re so amazing!” Lucy exclaimed, right in front of Elliot and Sheena, making Lionel blush.
“On this plane, the most formidable person is Ms. Sheena, followed by Mr. Jenkins, and I don’t even come close to them.”
“Is that so?”
Lucy turned to Sheena, flashing a sweet and friendly smile, then asked Lionel, By the way, Lionel, you never told me your full name. What’s your last name?”
Lionel hesitated for a moment.
Those under Elliot had the same surname, O’Connor, with the first name starting with L as part of their pseudonyms.
real name was Jim Miller.
However, Lionel was different. He did not have a real name. Elliot from the border when he was ten.
Logan’s real name was Oliver Davis, and L
After Elliot named him Lionel, which became his only name.
He was picked up by
“Well, this name actually…”
Before he could finish, Elliot interrupted him and answered Lucy’s question, “His last name is Jenkins.”
Lionel abruptly turned his head, looking at Elliot in a daze, stunned.
“Mr. Jenkins?”
Elliot gave a slight smile, his tone steady as he explained, “I plan to officially list you in the family records and register you under my father’s name as an adopted son. In the future, you won’t just be my subordinate but also my brother, Lionel Jenkins.”
Lionel’s eyes reddened, tears swirling in his eyes.
He was shocked and moved by the gesture.
“Mr. Jenkins, you’re really nice to me…”
If Sheena were not currently resting in Elliot’s arms, he would have wanted to rush over and give Elliot a big hug.
