Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 683

Chapter 683 

Sheena was awakened in the middle of the night and frowned slightly, ignoring the commotion as she turned over. 

Jamie continued knocking, determined to keep doing so until she opened the door. 

Growing annoyed, Sheena threw off her blanket, slipped on slippers and a thick robe, and went to open the door. 

“What is it now?” Sheena asked, glaring at Jamie in annoyance. 

“Ms. Lawson, Mr. Lance is not pulling any tricks this time. He went to the bar in the afternoon, drank the entire time, and even drove us away. When I went to pick him up at night, I found him passed out in the snow, constantly calling your name. So, I had to bring him here,” Jamie explained. 

Sheena remained expressionless and cold, saying, “If he’s drunk, give him some hangover pills or have a doctor look at him. There’s no point bringing him here. I’m not a doctor.” 

She was about to close the door, but Jamie quickly held onto the doorframe. 

“Just take a look at him. With you around, he’ll be at ease.” 

Sheena remained ice–cold and replied, “I’m restricted by him. Besides this room, I’m not allowed to go out. What if he accuses me of misbehavior once he sobers up? Won’t that be unfair to me?” 

“Well…” Jamie hesitated, seriously considering the situation. “How about… I carry him to your room?” 

“No! He reeks of alcohol, and I can’t stand it. Take him back to Alzer Palace immediately,” Sheena insisted. 

Jamie fell silent. 

“Nana, Nana…‘ 

From the downstairs living room, Nathaniel’s drunken voice echoed, carrying a 

hint of sadness. 

Jamie was desperate, suggesting, “Ms. Lawson, just go down and check on him. Tomorrow, I’ll explain everything to him. You don’t want to be kept awake by him all night, right? I’m begging you!” 

Sheena sighed, concealing her displeasure. 

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She instructed him, “Go wake up the servant and have her prepare some tea for 

his hangover.” 

“Yes, Ms. Lawson!” Jamie rushed downstairs. 

Sheena tightened her furry robe and casually followed suit. 

Nathaniel had collapsed on the sofa. His handsome face was red, and 

consciousness blurred. 

Sheena covered her nose with her sleeve and sprayed some non–toxic air freshener, masking the entire living room’s alcohol odor. Then, she approached Nathaniel and kicked his knee with the sole of her slipper, attempting to wake him. 

“Wake up, Nathaniel! This is not where you sleep. Finish your hangover tea and quickly return to your Alzer Palace!”