Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 949

Chapter 949 

Romello was baffled. 

“Who?” 

“I–It’s Mr. Nathaniel Nicholls. H–He’s standing at the door right now, alive!” 

The more he listened, the more puzzled he was. 

Romello attempted to rise, but the soreness in his arms and legs forcefully pulled him back into his seat. 

Enduring the pain, he ordered, “Let him in.” 

When everyone in the dining room saw Nathaniel, they were all astonished. 

Gabrielle’s eyes welled up with tears, the most excited of them all. 

“Nathaniel, is that really you? You’re not dead?” 

Nathaniel’s deep blue eyes twinkled with a faint smile, replying, “I’ve been lucky enough 

to survive.” 

Then, he turned to Romello and Marius, greeting them, “Romello, Marius.” 

Marius nodded awkwardly, while Romello remained composed and indifferent. 

He stirred his soup, and the porcelain spoon clinked against the bowl as he sternly questioned, “If you’ve been alive all this while, why haven’t you sent a single message. home this past year? Do you still consider yourself a part of the Nicholls family?” 

Nathaniel obediently lowered his head, his tone apologetic. 

“I’m sorry. I had to hide for the past year just to stay alive. I’m sorry for making you all 

worry.” 

Romello felt much better, saying, “Forget it. It’s good that you’re back. Have you eaten dinner?” 

“Not yet.” 

Romello glanced at the servant beside them and ordered, “Get him a set of utensils.” 

Chapter 949 

“No need,” Nathaniel declined. He stared at Romello and added, “Romello, I have something to discuss with you privately, if you don’t mind.” 

Romello met his gaze, sensing something unusual in his 

eyes. 

However, Romello was exhausted and sore all over these past few days, unable to get up. 

After some consideration, he glanced at Marius and Gabrielle, who were both looking glum and did not have much appetite. 

“What’s with those expressions? No appetite? Then return to your rooms and don’t bother me here.” 

“Yes, Romello,” Marius and Gabriell replied in unison, quickly rising from their seats and leaving the dining room. 

They did not want to spend another second there! 

Romello also dismissed the servants and the butler. 

The vast dining 

room was left with only Nathaniel and Romello in just a minute. 

Nathaniel walked around the long dining table and approached the space next to Romello’s chair, wisely choosing to stand rather than sit down. 

Romello was pleased with his maturity, and his expression softened gradually. 

“Tell me, 

what happened?” 

Nathaniel maintained a cold demeanor, speaking calmly and steadily as he recounted the