Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1206

Elliot casually glanced around both sides of the hallway before entering the office.

It was 8 p.m. Only two hours away from the deadline he set for Peter to confess.

Elliot kept checking the time, feeling like it was passing unusually slowly.

Sheena sat on the small sofa, playing on her phone while keeping him company during his overtime work.

A few minutes later, there was another knock on the office door.

It was an officer, and he reported, "Mr. Jenkins, Mr. Burrell is here again. Would you like to see him?"

Elliot furrowed his brow, his expression instantly becoming icy.

Sheena put down her phone, her gaze serious as she turned to look at Elliot behind the desk.

Elliot gave it a thought before calmly responding, "Bring him in."

"Yes, Mr. Jenkins."

Once the voice outside the door faded away, Elliot immediately stood up and walked over to Sheena, whispering a few words in her ear.

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When the officer brought Grant into Elliot's office, they only found Sheena sitting on the main sofa, and Elliot was nowhere to be seen.

The officer was confused, mumbling, "Where's Mr. Jenkins…"

Sheena interrupted him, saying, "You may leave. I'll receive Mr. Burrell."

The officer bowed respectfully and replied, "Of course, Mrs. Jenkins."

As the door was closed, Grant looked at Sheena sitting elegantly on the sofa, his smile warm and kind.

"Mrs. Jenkins, why are you alone in the office? Where is Mr. Jenkins?"

Sheena smiled, her posture graceful as she answered, "He had to step out suddenly, probably to the holding room."

"The holding room isn't accessible to everyone. Only National Investigation Bureau staff can enter. How do you plan to find him there?"

Grant chuckled. "Mr. Jenkins is, after all, the head of the bureau. I'm sure there won't be any major issues if I go to see him."

"Well, that won't do. Rules are rules, even for the head of the National Investigation Bureau," Sheena replied firmly, getting up and walking over to Grant.

She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, guiding him to sit on the side sofa.

"Elliot should be done soon. Uncle Grant, please have a seat. If it's about the Jenkins family matters, you can tell me as well."

Grant's expression stiffened slightly, and he remained silent.

Sheena pretended to be disappointed, lowering her gaze.

She pouted and said, "It seems like you don't consider me part of the Jenkins family, so you don't want to tell me anything."

Grant smiled wryly and replied, "Mrs. Jenkins, you're mistaken. Why would I think that? It's just that the nature of this matter is different. Old Man Jenkins specifically asked me to inform Mr. Jenkins alone, and I find myself in a difficult position."