Wait, She’s a Billionaire

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The two in the living room had fought for two rounds.

Sheena missed her first strike, and she could not match Elijah’s physical strength in the subsequent endurance battle. Additionally, her high heels were inconveniencing her. Before she knew it, she was pushed back against the wall.

Elijah smirked as he grabbed firmly onto her left wrist, attempting to press her against the wall.

It was the same tactic he had used in their previous encounters.

But this time, Sheena had learned her lesson and knew he wanted to pin her hands to the wall, leaving her vulnerable. As he focused on her left hand, she discreetly released the hidden clasp on her emerald ring, revealing a small silver needle.

Elijah was caught off guard as the silver needle from her ring pressed against his throat.

Thankfully, Sheena always wore the ring that Noah had given her for self–defense, and while the silver needle was small, it was exceptionally sturdy.

The two were so close that they could clearly hear each other’s breathing.

Elijah’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and a drop of blood slid down his neck, staining his white shirt collar with a patch that resembled a small blooming poppy flower.

He frowned and asked, “Isn’t this a little extreme?”

Sheena sneered. “This is what’s needed to deal with a persistent and irritating man like you.”

Elijah grinned as he leaned in slightly, seemingly unconvinced that she would harm him.

“If

you come even a millimeter closer, I won’t hesitate to slit your throat. You can give it a try if you don’t believe me.‘

Her tone was casual, but Elijah could see the determination in her eyes.

He chuckled softly, then released her hand and took two steps back.

With her newfound freedom, Sheena rubbed her left wrist, then walked around him to retrieve the transfer documents from the coffee table.

She quickly flipped through them, confirming that everything was fine before signing both documents. Then, she took one copy and left without looking back.

Elijah watched as she left, touching the blood on his throat with an unreadable expression.

Sheena walked out of the mansion.

When Leon saw her, he cowered instinctively. He only ran toward the mansion to check on Elijah’s condition after she walked past him.

Sheena ignored Leon and dialed Wendy’s number. “Help me arrange for someone to get rid of all the furniture and decor in Ocean Avenue. Replace them with new ones and replant the flowers in the garden.”

Wendy obediently agreed and asked, “Understood, Ms. Sheena. When do you plan to move in? I’ll arrange the schedule as soon as possible.”

Sheena chuckled. “Who said I’m moving in?” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Huh? Ms. Sheena, if you’re not moving in…”

Before Wendy could finish her sentence, Sheena ended the call.

She walked straight to her Santana parked at the front gate, but she heard the sound of a car approaching from behind just as she opened the car door.

The car stopped nearby.

Jennifer got out of the back seat. There seemed to be someone else beside her, but her face was covered.

From the way the figure moved, it seemed like a woman, but Sheena could not see who it was. Nonetheless, she could not care less and only took a quick glance before looking away, preparing to get into her car and leave.

Jennifer jogged over, blocking the car door and sounding surprised as she asked, “What are you doing here? Are you still trying to cling to Eli? You’re already divorced from him!”