Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson)

Chapter 655

Sheena did not pay much attention and quickly lay on the bed.

In just a few minutes, she fell into a deep sleep

The next day in Froania, around mid–afterno

After several days of targeted medication, Noah opened the curtains in the master bedroom and turned

to Elliot, who was sitting on the bed.

“How is it? Do you feel like you can somewhat see some objects?”

Elliot’s eyes roamed aimlessly in the darkness as he shook his head.

Howard, standing nearby, refused to take no for an answer.

“Give it another try. Can’t you sense even a glimmer of light?”

Elliot shook his head again, lowering his long lashes, surrendering to the darkness.

“Noah, what should we do? What about surgery?”

Noah’s expression turned serious. “His condition is different from ordinary blindness ”

After giving it a thought, he added, “Let’s visit the lab, run a full–body test, and check the virus spread.

Only then can I decide on the next course of treatment.”

“The lab?” Howard turned serious too. He walked to the window, glancing at the garden outside. Corey

just left Svelton for business yesterday and won’t return for a few days. With Elliot being watched This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

everywhere, isn’t that too risky?”

Noah fell silent, and the room sank into solemn silence.

In the end, it was Elliot who made the decision.

“Let’s go. Even if I continue hiding here, they’ll eventually find out the truth. It’s better to be proactive

rather than reactive.”

Lately, Elliot felt uneasy, sensing something significant was happening at Sheena’s end.

It had been almost a week since he last saw her, and the yearning for her was driving him almost

insane!

He wanted to recover his eyesight quickly and go to Laubabwe to find Sheena!

With Elliot taking the lead, Howard reluctantly agreed.

“Let’s wait until nightfall when it’s less obvious. We’ll draw too much attention if we go during the day.”

The main challenge was the five–minute journey from E&S Haven to the garage near the entrance of

the Jenkins estate. The path involved winding through numerous alleys, closely monitored by Peter’s

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men.

Elliot, unable to see, would stand out significantly compared to a sighted person when walking this long

distance.

In winter, the days grew dark quickly.

By 7 p.m., the sky was already pitch black. Snowflakes gently floated down, quickly blanketing the

Jenkins estate in a continuous stretch of white.

Howard tossed a mink fur coat in the bedroom to Elliot, instructing him to gear up.

To minimize attention, Noah and Howard led Elliot discreetly through the back entrance.

However, before they could reach the garage, news had already reached Peter.

He stood up abruptly, asking, “Are they really sure? Is it really Elliot?”

A bodyguard replied respectfully, “Just now, three individuals exited Mr. Jenkins’s mansion through the

back door. Two men were confirmed to be Mr. Noah and Mr. Howard from the Lawson family, and one,

supported by Mr. Howard, wearing a mask and sunglasses, seemed to be Mr. Jenkins.”

“Screw it! If Noah and Howard are personally escorting someone, it must be Elliot!” Peter was

overjoyed. “Contact Romello; inform him that Elliot has left. Keep a close eye on their subsequent

movements.”

A little over ten minutes later, Noah, braving the snowy winds, arrived at the laboratory at top speed.

Yosef was still at work and conducted a blood test on Elliot.