Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1432

Lionel sat in the armored vehicle heading for the mission, typing back furiously.

[Lionel: Since you lost the bet, you'll be my assistant for a month. During this month, you have to follow my orders this month, got it?]

After two minutes, Nathaniel replied with another message.

This time, it was even shorter.

[Nathaniel: Okay.]

Lionel's frown immediately relaxed. He was so pleased by Nathaniel's reply that a smile crept onto his lips.

…

At 6.30 p.m.

Just as the clock struck the end of the workday, Nathaniel finished cleaning all three restrooms Lionel had left for him.

As he had never done this kind of work in the past, his body was aching, especially his back and waist.

Nathaniel sighed, smoking a cigarette in the lab's safety corridor.

Under the swirling smoke, his domineering posture while smoking did not quite match his adorable and extremely short maid outfit.

Nonetheless, since no one was around to see, he pushed his long hair back and sat even more gracelessly.

Footsteps echoed downstairs, but Nathaniel could not be bothered, focusing on his cigarette instead.

With seven floors in the building, he did not believe someone would choose the stairs over the elevator to reach the sixth floor.

However, the footsteps not only did not fade away but also grew closer.

When Nathaniel considered moving, the person had already turned the corner and stood on the stairs between the sixth and fifth floors, gazing up at him.

They exchanged an awkward stare.

The man, dressed in a lab coat, seemed to be a young doctor.

He stared in disbelief at Nathaniel's domineering posture under the short skirt.

Nathaniel quickly closed his legs and cleared his throat, deliberately speaking in a more feminine tone, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a pretty lady smoking before?"

Having excelled in disguise classes at the Special Investigation Department training camp, Nathaniel was adept at simple techniques.

Paired with his stunning maid outfit, it was hard to tell he was a guy.

The man below awkwardly adjusted his glasses and lowered his head.

The young doctor appeared once again between the sixth and fifth floors, looking up at Nathaniel.

Nathaniel immediately adjusted his posture, thinking his disguise had been discovered.

"What? Are you looking for a fight?" Nathaniel snapped, his voice tinged with annoyance.

The man looked nervous, retrieving his phone from his lab coat.

Nathaniel watched him closely, wondering what he was up to.

To his surprise, the man gathered his courage and said, "Um… I'm twenty-eight, a biochemistry graduate student at Svelton's Corenell University, with a PhD. I'm a guy, attracted to girls, and I enjoy reading books and… I'm not very good at talking…"

Nathaniel was speechless.

Why was the man reporting his details to him?

Trembling, the man opened the "Add Contact" interface on his phone and timidly handed it over.

"Um… I-I want to get to know you. Can I… get your number?"

Nathaniel instantly frowned, feeling perplexed.