Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1105

However, it was only fleeting, as Sheena quickly grasped the meaning behind Elliot's words.

"So, you're suggesting that if I can't bear to see Barbara suffer alongside Corey, I should forgive him?"

Elliot drove with one hand, focusing on the road ahead, smiling gently. "You know me well, Nana."

Sheena's expression darkened. "Cutting off sibling ties isn't just talk. If it weren't for my luck, I would've been killed by Sheila several times before. As my elder brother, defending a bastard child like that makes me shudder."

Elliot sighed. "Ultimately, you're just angry and unwilling to forgive him."

Sheena did not elaborate, her cold gaze fixed on the receding streetlights outside the car window.

"We need to clarify whether Anne is really Sheila. We'll have to make Barbara endure for a few more days. I'm sure we'll have an answer within a few days."

Elliot remained silent, driving back to E&S Haven.

Later, he happily held Sheena to sleep.

Over the next two days, Mountville remained quiet.

George called Sheena, reporting, "Miss, no one else has entered the altar room recently. Mr. Corey's leg injury has worsened these past two days, and he's lost his voice. This punishment is quite severe. How about…"

Before George could finish his plea, Sheena interrupted, "If his voice is gone, let him write out the scriptures."

George continued to plead for Corey, "Then, should we provide Mr. Corey with a cushion to kneel on? The altar room's floor is too cold, and Mr. Corey has weak knees."

Providing a cushion would show Anne that Sheena had softened, and Corey's suffering these days would be in vain.

Sheena clenched her fists, reminding herself repeatedly that Corey was no longer her brother, just the heir of the Lawson family, a member of the Lawson family who did not deserve her sympathy for his mistakes.

"Just do as I say. As long as he doesn't faint, execute it as planned. There's no need to inform me of these matters."

Her tone was firm as she quickly hung up the phone.

Phoebe pursed her lips in anger but did not argue.

Sheena added, "Howard really cares about you. He blamed himself a lot for your amnesia. I hope you can try to accept him again. If you can't, it's okay too. The sooner you tell him, the better."

"It's not like I want to break up our engagement…" Phoebe muttered quietly, fiddling with her fingers. "I'm used to being alone. Being controlled like this by someone feels strange. I'm trying to adapt slowly."

Sheena reassured her, "Take your time. No rush."

Phoebe nodded. "I've heard you guys talk about what had happened over the past four years. I'm curious about my relationship with Howard. Can you tell me more, Sheena? I want to see if I can remember."

Sheena was happy to help with this kind of task.

She recounted how they first met, how they grew close, the ups and downs, and the hilarious moments in between, slowly telling Phoebe everything.

Phoebe listened attentively. Sadly, she still couldn't recall anything, as if she was listening to someone else's story, with not a single image in her mind.