Chapter 879
Elliot narrowed his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura as he looked at Sheena.
“Between him and I, who’s better looking?”
Sheena chuckled and replied, “You.”
Elliot was not satisfied. “Is his physique great? Is his dancing skill impressive?”
The entire elevator was just overflowing with Elliot’s jealousy.
Struggling to contain her laughter, Sheena wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and leaned close to his ear, whispering something.
With just those words, Elliot was instantly appeased, the gloom lifting from his face.
He brushed his nose against hers, his voice husky and alluring as he said, “When we get home, I’ll show you my dance moves. want something passionate or something seductive?”
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Sheena suppressed a smile and said, “I want something both passionate and seductive.”
Elliot lowered his head, kissing her red lips.
“I’ll give you both. But from now on, you’re not allowed to look at other men or watch such suggestive dances.”
Sheena was speechless.
“The first half of his dance was pretty normal. I didn’t expect it to turn so suggestive in the second half. But honestly, this trainee’s dance style is versatile and diverse, which is impressive.”
She unintentionally praised Keenan again, and Elliot’s expression immediately darkened.
“He’s just a Casanova, a womanizer! Dancing suggestively in front of a married woman! His intentions are impure!”
Sheena almost burst out laughing but quickly rubbed his neck to soothe him.
“Okay, okay, I won’t look anymore. Your jealousy is unbelievable!”
Only then was Elliot satisfied, striding confidently out of Angle.
As Sheena watched the building grow smaller in the distance, a sense of suspicion crept into her mind.
“Elliot, why is it that every time I’m at Angle doing something, you always rush over whenever there are two men standing next to me? Did you plant a spy by my side?”
Elliot’s back stiffened at her words.
Sheena could read his expression and narrowed her eyes sharply.
“Tell me the truth! Confess, and you’ll get leniency!”
“You need to hear me out…”
Elliot’s face turned slightly pale,
Sheena pinched his cheeks and asked sternly, “Who is it?”
Elliot did not respond.
If he spilled the beans, it would be like betraying those who had helped him a lot. After all, it would not be morally right.
Thinking of this, he changed the subject. “Nana, why don’t you try to guess?”
“Not telling? You’re still trying to protect the person?”
Sheena’s hand, pinching his face, suddenly applied more pressure.
“Elliot, I’m not going to guess. I’ll investigate directly. Once I find out, that person will be in trouble along with you!”
Trouble?
He felt a chill run down his spine.
Surely, he would not have to endure punishment just for this, would he?
He refused!
“Honey, I’ve bribed those around you only to ensure your safety when you’re out of my sight. Besides, I only managed to bribe them because I’m your husband. Their loyalty still lies with you.”
Sheena, noticing his wording, pressed on, “You said ‘they‘? Are there more than one? How many are there in Angle? And are there any in the Lawson Group too?”
Elliot went silent instantly.
What should he do?
It seemed like he had trapped himself!
Seeing his expression, Sheena knew he was trying to come up with a plan.
She continued to pinch his face with force.
“Ouch!”
Elliot’s features tightened as he gasped in pain.
Honey, be gentle. You’ll swell up my face, and I won’t be as handsome anymore.”
Angrily, Sheena released her grip on his face and instead pinched the soft flesh around his waist, twisting it unapologetically.
“When we get back, you better make a list for me. If you don’t, the ruler and washboard are waiting
Charter 879
for you. If you dare to lie to me, you’ll face the consequences too!”
“Easy there.”
Elliot did not evade. Instead, he held her small waist tightly, nestling into her embrace.
“Honey, don’t be angry. I’ll make you some sweet ginger tea when we get back to cool off your anger.”
Seeing him behave, Sheena’s anger subsided by half.
She looked at her stomach, saying, “My belly still feels uncomfortable, can you massage it?” “Sure thing, my love.”
