Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 892

Noah was left speechless.

Was he supposed to just swallow his pride and stay silent?

Unable to do much else, he could only reluctantly follow behind Hannah.

Svelton.

Since returning last night, the atmosphere at E&S Haven had been unusually tense.

Even by lunchtime, Sheena had not spoken a word.

Elliot sighed inwardly, grateful that he knew she was troubled by Howard's situation; otherwise, he might have

thought she was upset with him again.

“Nana, stop worrying. Let’s finish our meal first, and then we can discuss solutions toge

He ladled a bowl of freshly made soup, placing it in front of Sheena.

Sheena did not touch it, her expression still grave.

together.

“This morning, | asked Ford to contact Romello. | wanted to visit Madam Nicholls and check on Phoebe, but

Romello declined.”

She stared at the bowl in a daze, frustrated as she continued, “He even turned down my request for a meeting,

citing important tasks at the bureau.”

Elliot nudged the bowl of soup closer to her, saying, “I'll talk to Romello. He can choose not to see

you,

but he must see nie. Nana, drink your soup first. Leave the rest to me.”

With those words, Sheena felt a wave of relief wash over her.

Having someone to rely on felt wonderful.

By mid-afternoon, Elliot had reached out to Romello.

However, Romello was indeed out on a mission in the outskirts and unavailable.

“Nana, I've informed Romello. He'll cto E&S Haven to seetomorrow morning. You can talk to

him then.”

“Okay,” Sheena replied. “And how’s Howard doing? Is he behaving himself?”

“I checked. He's been relatively quiet for now, not causing any trouble, but he hasn't been cooking either. | doubt

he’s had a meal in the past two days.”

“He’s intentionally going on a hunger strike to spite me?” Sheena furrowed her brow, obviously annoyed.

“Whatever. He can’t starve to death in two days. Besides, if he hasn't resolved Phoebe’s issue, he wouldn't dare

to die.”

Elliot nodded, pulling her into his embrace and affectionately rubbing her neck with his cheek

In a husky voice, he said, “Nana, we finally have half a day off. Since you're not on your period anymore, would

you like to...”

Before he could finish, Sheena pushed his forehead away.

“Don’t you know the rules? We can only be intimate two days after my period stops!”

Elliot was at a loss for words.

At the stime, at the Moore Group in Farlem.

After finishing lunch, Noah wasted no treturning to the office.

Even though his fingers were sore from typing, he did not stop.

Observing his diligent work, Hannah wondered if she had been too demanding

She decided to podr him a glass of hot water and took it to his desk, glancing at the remaining untranslated

documents.

There was still an hour left until the end of the workday Surprisingly, Noah only had three documents left out of

the initial forty-plus.

He had managed to tackle a significant amount of work throughout the day

Impressed by his capabilities, Hannah could not help but feel amazed.

She thought it was a shthat he had no interest in the business world; otherwise, he would have been a

formidable figure.

Noticing her gaze, Noah paused and turned to her.

“What's wrong? Did | make a mistake somewhere?”

Hannah clicked her tongue lightly.

“No. Mr. Noah, you're quite talented. Looks like my attempt to fulfill your childhood wish might fall through.”

She smirked and returned to her desk

Meanwhile, Noah watched her figure leave, lost in thought.

Was Hannah planning to punish him?

It made sense.

She had endured a year of pursuing him and facing his cold treatment. Now that their roles were reversed, facing

a little payback seemed fair.

With that thought in mind, he quietly deleted all three translated documents from his computer and emptied the

recycle bin.

Chapter 803

The deleted documents were gone for good, beyond retrieval.

Noah did not feel remorseful. He continued translating the remaining three documents without showing any

emotion. However, his typing speed slowed down considerably,

The office once again fell into the rhythm of clacking keyboards, with no one speaking up first.

During busy times, talways seemed to fly by.

The hour passed in what felt like a blink of an eye.

Hannah started tidying up her desk, packing her designer bag, and getting ready to head back to the Moore

mansion.

She casually instructed, “Send all the documents you've translated to my account once you're done.

Noah paused his work, turning to her, asking, “Ms. Hannah, don’t you want to check them?”

“You've finished translating them. What's there to check?”

Noah hesitated, lowering his gaze. “I... still have two documents left to finish.”

Hannah stopped in her tracks, puzzled, as she glanced at him.

“An hour ago, you had only three left. Yet, you have two more documents undone? What were you doing in the

past hour?”

She carefully recalled but could not remember seeing Noah slacking off. His hands had indeed been diligently

translating the whole time.

Noah's cold expression slightly froze, his lashes drooping as he remained silent.

Hannah approached him skeptically, checking his computer screen, and soon discovered the clue.

“Earlier, | saw these documents already translated into files. How cthey're gone now? Are you playing tricks

on me?”

Noah explained with a straight face, “I accidentally hit the delete key, and the documents disappeared. So, | had

to translate them all over again.”

Hannah stared at him in disbelief, quickly checking his computer's recycle bin, which was completely.

empty.

She teased, “So, you're saying you accidentally pressed the delete key and conveniently emptied the recycle bin

too?”

Noah stayed silent.

Hannah continued, “Besides, with your intelligence, even if it were a coincidence, you'd remember the previously

translated documents, and redoing them would be much quicker. Do you think you can