Chapter 200


    Chapter 200


    Sheena could not be bothered to continue exposing him, simply saying, “It’s already one o’clock in the


    morning, so it’s better to get some sleep now as you have to wake up at six to make breakfast. Don’t


    y tricks this time, or you won’t be eating all day.”


    After that, she turned around and headed back to the third floor.


    Due to the dy, there were no more sounds from Lionel’s side, indicating that he had probably sensed


    something unusual. Elijah closed the curtains, intending to find another opportunity to contact Lionel


    The next morning, Elijah got up on time per Sheena’s instructions. As he walked down the stairs, he


    noticed the bodyguards bustling around, bringing in something from outside. Elijah was surprised to


    find out that it was all his luggage, delivered at such an early hour. The bodyguards pointed at the stack


    of boxes that reached a person’s height, their tone slightly mocking as they said, “Mr. Freeman, it would


    be appreciated if you could pack these up before Ms. Sheena wakes up. She doesn’t like a messy


    environment and won’t be pleased if she sees it.”


    Elijah did not respond, well aware that this was a deliberate challenge.


    With his current strength, he estimated he would get tired halfway through the move. Hence, how could


    he manage all this, especially with the need to prepare breakfast before Sheena woke up?


    Seeing him hesitate, the bodyguard teased, “Mr. Freeman, if you can’t do it, you can ask us for help.”


    A cold glint shed in Elijah’s eyes as he immediately started moving the luggage.


    When Sheena came out of her room, she saw him drenched in sweat and his white shirt clinging to his


    body, revealing faint glimpses of abs and obliques. She had always known he had a good physique but


    was currently uninterested in his body.


    She asked, “Is breakfast ready?”


    “Just one more box. Please wait a moment,” Elijah replied through gritted teeth. It was as if the fatigue


    would intensify if he got distracted.


    Sheena nodded, not in a hurry, and went downstairs to the living room. She noticed the first aid kit she


    took from the storage cabst night was missing, but she calmly looked away, sitting on the sofa to


    watch the morning show.


    After about ten minutes, Elijah took a refreshing shower and changed into clean clothes before heading


    downstairs. Passing by Sheena, he did not spare her a nce and went straight into the kitchen.


    Sheena guessed he probably had not yet started cooking and was about to approach when she saw


    Elijah carrying two tes of warm dishes, cing them on the dining table.


    Immediately after, he returned to the kitchen to fetch another te of food and utensils.


    Sheena stood in ce, observing his busy figure, mildly surprised. In just one night, this man had


    adapted to all the arrangements she had made. In the morning, he not only moved heavy


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    items but also managed to cook and organize his time efficiently, effortlessly dealing with the


    challenges she threw at him.


    This man was definitely more than he seemed to be, and Sheena could not shake the feeling that he


    was hiding something.


    While she contemted this, Elijah had already set the table and stood quietly on the side, waiting for


    her to sit.


    Sheena looked at his obedient appearance and thought he was acting like a good little boy.


    Was he just putting on an act, brewing up some big move?


    Despite her thoughts, Sheena sat down without revealing anything and began to taste the breakfast.


    The French toast was a bit soggy, and the eggs were overcooked, but it was ediblepared to the


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    previous night.


    Sheena did not intentionally make it difficult for Elijah. After forcing down a couple of bites, she put


    down her utensils, and Elijah sensibly started clearing the table to wash the dishes.


    With time still on her hands, Sheena continued to sit on the sofa, watching TV and eating some fruit.


    asionally, she nced at Elijah squatting on the floor, pitifully scrubbing the floor.


    Sheena was satisfied and in a good mood.


    Previously, Faye had deliberately troubled her by disallowing mops in the mansion, insisting that


    cleaning the floor by hand was more effective. Little did she know that one day, her proud son would be


    crouching at the feet of the woman she despised, cleaning the floor inch by inch.


    It was karma at its finest.


    Sheena smirked,zily popping a cherry into her mouth when her phone suddenly rang.


    It was Sarah.


    “Miss, Wilfred is causing a scene in your office. He’s insisting on seeing you! He won’t leave until you


    <pe!”