Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 711

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Chapter 711 Harrold cleared his throat, rationally analyzing the situation.

“Kelly, take advantage of the recess and withdraw the lawsuit. The Lawson family has concede evidence proving that Nathaniel is your illegitimate son. Once exposed, it'll harm you, me, and the entire royal family. Even the king would not support your decision.” Kelly grew angrier, and she stared daggers at Harrold.

“Why should I? That bitch killed my son, and she should pay with her life. Do they think threateniwith these old scandals will makeyield? Dream on! | must seek justice for fate. Exposing royal family’s scandals means nothing to me! Even if it means breaking everything apart, I'll pursu this to the end!” Harrold’s persuasion fell on deaf ears, and he did not say more.

Phoebe had just left the restroom when Romello’s men took her away.

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She was escorted to the neighboring hotel and forcefully pushed into Romello’s room.

Stumbling a few steps, she managed to regain her balance.

Romello sat casually by the window, puffing on a cigar. The faint smoke failed to conceal the anger in his amber eyes.

“So, you agreed to return to the Nicholls family so quickly because you wanted to help Sheena find evidence.” His voice was cold, and the room was filled with the scent of tobacco mixed with a threatening aun that made it nearly suffocating. [x] Phoebe took a deep breath. Enduring the pressure he brought, she nodded.

“Yes.” A loud crash echoed through the room just as she finished her answer.

The teacup from Romello’s side flew toward her, shattering on the floor near her feet.

Phoebe took two steps back to avoid getting hit by the broken pieces.

Romello glared at her, shouting, “What did the Lawson family give you? What benefits made you sell yourself out for them, even scheming against your own family? You're an ungrateful traitor!” The last sentence wounded Phoebe deeply, but she met Romello’s oppressive gaze with determination.

“I may be ungrateful, but | know the Nicholls family doesn’t welcme. Despite being my relatives, you're all colder tothan strangers. Sheena, although not my biological sister, has treated Chapter 711 sincerely. If not for her, | wouldn't even be alive today! | can’t stand idly by, watching you and Princess Kelly join forces!” 2/2 Romello sneered, “No matter how kind she seems, it’s all about her finding you useful. Remember: blood is thicker than water! Sheena killed your brother with her own hands! Even if Nathaniel is an illegitimate child, he’s still half a member of the Nicholls family. We can’t allow the Lawson family to bully us! Moreover, once they expose Nathaniel’s identity, the Nicholls Group will suffer significant losses. Do you understand?” “I'm sorry, Mr. Romello, but | only know that Sheena needed my help,” Phoebe said, her eyes turning red.

She bowed deeply and added, “I have no feelings for you, Nathaniel, or the Nicholls family, if it really irks you, the banquet to celebrate my return can be canceled. Consider it as if you've never found your long-lost sister.” Romello extinguished his cigar, his eyes narrowing slightly, revealing no discernible emotions.

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Before leaving, Phoebe left one final remark, “Mr. Romello, you may not understand how important Sheena is to me. I'd rather not be a Nicholls than do anything harmful to her!” Lionel drove, swiftly taking the recovering Elliot to the countryside.

In a simple cottage, the man had just awakened.

His chest was wrapped in thick bandages, faintly stained with blood. His lips were pale, and hist complexion was horrible. The pair of blue eyes struggled to open, and his eyelashes trembled lightly.

He slightly tilted his head and immediately spotted Elliot sitting in a chair beside the bed.

“Elliot?” Elliot toyed with his wristwatch, not looking at him.

He spoke in a calm tone. “Even Sheena is unaware that she was too nervous that day. Her hands. trembled when she fired, and the bullet missed your heart by two centimeters, nor did it hit any arteries.” “W-Why?” Nathaniel weakly asked, puzzled.

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