Chapter 866
Elliot’s gaze darkened.
“It sounds like you’re looking forward to my career suffering. Are you referring to the Jenkins Group or the National Investigation Bureau?”
“Mr. Jenkins, aren’t you a funny one? How could I dare to think that? Your success brings me great joy. too,” Romello replied, bowing slightly in fear.
Uninterested in exposing Romello’s pretense, Elliot said, “I hope you can live up to your words. But even if you can’t, it doesn’t matter because you’re not capable enough to bring me down.‘
Romello’s expression stiffened momentarily, but he quickly regained his smile, exuding reverence.
As the awkward conversation between the two ended, Sheena and Phoebe returned just in time.
The two pairs entered the main hall one after the other.
Upon entering the venue, Phoebe was immediately led by Romello to meet several business tycoons, seemingly helping her expand her network.
Observing from afar, Sheena saw no issues and shifted her focus to mingling with business associates, seizing the opportunity to discuss collaborations.
Meanwhile, Phoebe was being led by Romello to toast with the business tycoons. After ten glasses of red wine, she began to feel a bit tipsy. When another glass was offered to her; she declined.
“Romello, I can’t drink anymore. I don’t want to.”
Romello did not insist, apologizing to Wayne Santos across from them before drinking the offered glass on Phoebe’s behalf.
He then smiled at Phoebe, asking, “Phoebe, what do you think of Mr. Santos? How do you find him?”
Wayne stood before them, listening intently with a confident smile.
Phoebe glanced at Wayne, who was nearing his forties and looked decent for a middle–aged man, but compared to Howard, he fell short by far too much.
She lowered her head and casually remarked, “Mr. Santos seems very talented and distinguished. He’s obviously a seasoned player in the business field.”
Pleased with her compliment, Wayne beamed.
“Ms. Phoebe, you have such a keen eye. Besides these qualities, I’m also very caring,” he said, reaching out toward Phoebe’s fair hand.
Phoebe promptly hid behind Romello, her slightly flushed face betraying caution.
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“Mr. Santos, I’m already in a relationship. If my boyfriend finds out about this, he won’t be happy.”
Wayne felt embarrassed, offering a half–hearted smile as he withdrew his hand.
Once Wayne left, Romello whispered to Phoebe, “Phoebe, who do you think is more suitable to be your future husband, Mr. Santos or Howard?”
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The readers' comments on the novel: Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson)
The novel is too abusive it spoils the joy of reading it. I hate the punishment part between sheena and Eliot....