Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 543

Chapter 543 

In a minimalist, monochrome–themed study, Elliot took the cigarette Lionel handed him, brought it to his nose, and elegantly took a few sniffs. 

This action might seem slightly questionable if done by someone else, but Elliot’s every move exuded grace and nobility, an aura of coldness and distinction, almost as if he were savoring fine champagne. 

After taking a few breaths, Elliot nonchalantly tossed the cigarette into the trash can. 

Lionel had the lighter ready and was stunned to see Elliot simply throwing the cigarette into the trash 

can. 

“Mr. Jenkins, a–aren’t you going to smoke it?” 

Elliot sighed. “Smoking will leave lingering odors on my clothes and the study. She’s too clever, always able to detect the slightest traces. Besides, smoking isn’t a good habit.” 

A quick whiff of satisfaction was enough. 

Lionel nodded thoughtfully. 

“When you leave later, remember to take the trash from the study with you.” 

“Yes, Mr. Jenkins.” 

Perhaps as a form of self–consolation, Elliot felt more at ease after smelling the cigarette. He thought this method was quite effective and less likely to be discovered by Sheena. Hence, he decided he would indulge a bit more. 

“The brand of this cigarette is not bad. Lionel, if you have time this afternoon, buy me some more cigarettes and hide them all in a drawer.” 

“In the mansion?” Lionel gasped in shock, grinning. “You’ve got some nerve! Aren’t you practically committing a crime right under Ms. Sheena’s nose?” 

He was tiptoeing along the edge of getting hit, constantly pushing his luck! 

Elliot gently massaged his forehead, unfazed. “Nana is occupied during the day, and she rarely checks drawers when she returns at night. Just find a discreet corner. She won’t notice it.” 

Really? 

Lionel found this plan a bit unreliable. 

Or was Elliot subtly hinting to himself that he was itching for a beating after a few days without one from Sheena? After all, he thought Elliot was someone with a penchant for masochism… 

The last time Elliot was beaten up, Lionel got a raise. 

He sighed inwardly but dared not directly ask. Someone as proud and accomplished as Elliot would never admit to having any peculiar preferences in that regard. Nevertheless, if Elliot liked it, as a 

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subordinate and friend, Lionel felt obliged to lend a hand! 

Noticing Lionel’s silence, Elliot cast a cold glance to the side and raised an eyebrow slightly. 

“Is my message not clear enough?” 

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Lionel, catching onto the subtle eyebrow gesture, nodded. “Don’t worry! As long as you like it, I won’t disappoint you. But… are you really sure you’ve thought this through…”