Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 592

Chapter 592 

He belonged to Sheena! 

He would not give even a strand of his hair to anyone else, and men were definitely out of the question! 

Lionel choked and coughed, saying, “I was just too excited! Mr. Jenkins, don’t get me wrong. Rest assured, I’m a straight guy! As straight as they come!” 

Not bothering to continue bantering with him, Elliot spoke seriously, “Send someone to investigate Nathaniel’s whereabouts after his release and capture him at all costs. I want to interrogate him. This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible and try not to alarm Nana.” 

“Yes, Mr. Jenkins!” 

Because she stayed up late last night, Sheena slept soundly. 

Elliot rose early and personally went out to select fresh fish and shrimp. After spending several hours. busy in the kitchen, there was still no sign of Sheena coming downstairs. 

He tiptoed into her room, silently slipping into her warm bed. 

Sheena slept in a daze, and the sudden cold air into her quilt made her shiver slightly. Sensing something moving in the covers, she opened her eyes slightly and saw a head of clean–cut dark hair poking out. 

Elliot was quietly hiding under her blanket as if he had not been noticed. 

Amused by his childish behavior, Sheena closed her eyes, pretending to sleep. 

As Elliot cautiously shifted closer, she immediately pressed against him, pulling him into her arms. 

Elliot quietly raised his head, opened a small gap in the blanket, and stole a glance at her. Seeing that she was still asleep, he boldly pressed his lips against her neck. 

Then, he inhaled deeply! 

Damn, she smelled so good! 

Sheena, pretending to be asleep, was left speechless. 

What was he doing? 

Were all men this perverted? 

Then again, she was also someone who valued looks and physique. 

Two could play this game! 

Her hand, which had been casually draped over Elliot’s shoulder, nonchalantly descended, gliding 

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over his firm waist, and finally landing on his well–toned bottom. 

Suddenly, she grabbed it hard! 

Suppressing a smile, she pretended to mumble in her sleep, “You’re really nice to touch!” 

Elliot, who was about to continue breathing in her scent, found his chest tightening. 

Could it be that Sheena was thinking about other men while holding him? 

She claimed not to mind, but deep down, did she truly resent his illness? 

Now that he was sick, he was no longer how he was before…