Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1220

Sheena sensed Elliot's shifting emotions and gently held his clenched fist, offering silent comfort.

Grant felt deeply apologetic.

"Mr. Jenkins, Old Man Jenkins has been ridden with guilt for a long time. He feels remorseful toward your parents and you. That's why he brought you up, keeping you close and shielding you from many of the family's internal conflicts before ultimately sending you to the National Investigation Bureau. He chose to retire when you could take control of the Jenkins family. He held onto power tightly to prevent Mr. Peter, Mr. Roger, and other influential elders from taking over, and it was all to ensure you would inherit the leadership when you were ready."

Elliot's smirk grew more sardonic.

"Why sugarcoat it? Grandpa just wanted to groom a puppet ruler he could control. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left spies to watch over me at the National Investigation Bureau, feigned illness to call me back home, and then had insiders sneak Stanley away."

"Mr. Jenkins, Old Man Jenkins had to maintain balance within the Jenkins family, but his love for you as his grandson has always been genuine. He didn't use you or intend to support a puppet ruler. Mr. Jenkins, he…"

Elliot's expression darkened as he interrupted, "That's enough. Uncle Grant, you've been out too long. It's time to return before Grandpa wakes up and wonders where you've gone."

It was a clear dismissal, and Grant had no reason to linger.

Despite wanting to defend Santiago, he knew Elliot would not listen.

With a sigh, Grant bowed and left.

As he reached the office door, Grant grasped the handle, still reluctant to leave.

"Mr. Jenkins, I hope you can understand Old Man Jenkin's position. He's been through a lot, and it's incredibly difficult to make the choices he did."

Elliot remained silent, his expression aloof.

Grant sighed once more, opened the door, and left Elliot's office.

As Grant left, Sheena wrapped her arms around Elliot's sturdy waist and rested her delicate chin on his shoulder.

Her fingertips gently pried open his clenched fist, interlocking with his palm.

Elliot donned his military coat, preparing to question him personally.

Sheena helped him fasten the buttons, each one meticulously secured.

Taking advantage of the moment, Elliot pulled her close, his lips seeking hers as if he could not get enough of her.

"That's enough. It's time to get down to business, yet you're still being naughty," Sheena scolded playfully, furrowing her brows and gently pushing at Elliot's shoulder.

Refusing to let her go, Elliot held her tighter, promising to fulfill their plan for a trip, as they had discussed before.

"Once all this is over, we'll go on that trip with Noah and Hannah."

Sheena smiled and replied, "Traveling with Noah, the aloof and proud one, is bound to be interesting."