Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1180

Elliot could not be bothered to expose him, not wanting to dwell too much on the topic.

"How's Peter doing? Is he behaving himself?"

Lionel shook his head and replied, "He caused quite a scene last night, shouting in his room about wanting to talk to you, accusing you of being disrespectful and disobedient. After exhausting himself from yelling and seeing that no one paid him any attention, he quieted down."

Elliot listened quietly and commented, "Seems like he hasn't learned his lesson yet. The National Investigation Bureau is my turf, yet he dares to make a scene here. He's relying on his trump card, thinking I won't touch him."

"A trump card?" Lionel asked, his tone serious. "Did he threaten you?"

Taking a deep breath, Elliot's expression turned grave as he sat in his office chair and instructed Lionel, "I have something very important for you to handle. It's about an old case from decades ago, a car accident. See if you can dig up any news documents from back then and if there's anything suspicious."

Lionel nodded. "Understood. I'll get right on it."

Elliot simply replied, "Mm. Go ahead."

"Huh?" Lionel was puzzled.

Was Elliot just letting him go like that?

No punishment?

Seeing Lionel still standing there, Elliot pretended to be stern, knocking his knuckles on the desk and teasing him, "Don't want to leave? Want to warm up with a few hundred push-ups? Or maybe two hours of handstands to clear your head?"

Lionel recalled the torture and shook his head. "No, no! Your task is more important. I'll go do it right away."

He turned and bolted out, making a swift exit, afraid that Elliot might catch him and subject him to some devilish punishment if he moved too slowly.

Watching Lionel's quick departure, Elliot shook his head and chuckled to himself, muttering under his breath, "What a spineless guy, folding so quickly."

Once Lionel was gone, Elliot swiftly shifted into work mode.

Half an hour later, he called Logan in and instructed, "I need you to lead a team to track Stanley's whereabouts. Get him back as soon as possible and keep him under control. Don't let him escape the country."

"Yes, Mr. Jenkins."

…

Lunchtime.

Thinking back to Elliot mentioning his parents' death last night, Sheena pushed around her food in the company cafeteria, lacking any appetite.

She had to approach others.

She first visited Santiago in his bedroom.

After days of recovery, Santiago's health had improved, and he could now sit in his wheelchair and be pushed around the garden by Grant for fresh air.

Santiago was delighted to see her and pulled her into conversation.

He also had Freida bring the two babies to the garden to enjoy the sun.

The sight of generations of family together in the garden was beautiful.

Asher and Adora smiled brightly, lifting Santiago's spirits.

After playing for over an hour, the babies were tired, so Sheena had Freida take them upstairs to sleep. Then, she accompanied Grant in pushing Santiago back to his room for rest.

Once Santiago was settled in bed, Grant escorted Sheena out of the mansion, walking down the stairs together.

Remembering her purpose here, Sheena casually asked Grant, "Uncle Grant, you're considered a senior staff in the Jenkins family, right? How many years have you been working with them?"