Chapter 403
Chapter 403
Sheena sat beside the gravestone, her head gently resting against it as if nestled in his embrace.
“During this time, Erin has be more obedient. I’ve enrolled her in the
Freeman Group for learning. You’ve given me the shares of the Freeman Group, but I don’t have the
energy to manage it anymore. Once she can handle projects independently, I n to let go gradually,”
Sheena shared softly. “Eli, my days. have be so dull without your daily antics.”
“Lately, I keep dreaming of you. In my dreams, you tell me you didn’t really die, that it was a deliberate
act to see how important you are to me… If only that were true,” Sheena continued, her voice barely
audible.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she closed her eyes, cradling his cold gravestone as if holding onto
his sturdy waist, snuggling into his embrace to sleep.
Sheena sent John and Sawyer to wait at a gazebo fifty meters outside the cemetery, and they could
not see what was happening from their spot.
An hour passed, and Sheena still had not emerged.
John grew restless and, holding an umbre, headed toward the cemetery. As he approached, he was
subtly moved by the scene before him–Sheena leaning against the gravestone, her features serene, as
if she were asleep.
She had no umbre, and her head and body were covered in snow. Yet, Sheena seemed calm,
exuding a unique and poignant beauty. John knew that despite her tough exterior, Sheena cared
deeply for Elijah.
Unfortunately, Elijah was gone, and it was toote to say more.
Lionel had also left, bidding farewell to the bodyguards before departing, iming he might never return
to Farlem.
John sighed softly, missing the days when they all used to y cards together. He gathered his
thoughts and quickly approached Sheena, offering her his umbre, and brushing off the snow on her.
“Miss, it’s gettingte, and we should go back. You still have to check on Ms. Freeman’s progress this
afternoon,” John suggested.
Sheena slowly opened her eyes, leaving the cemetery without saying a word.
Back at the Freeman Group, Erin stood obediently in the office, waiting. Since the
heating was on, Sheena removed her fur coat and walked directly to her office chair.
Trembling with fear, Erin handed over the proposal she had spent the entire night working on.
Sheena epted it and carefully went through it. She circled areas with a pen dipped in red ink,
delivering cruel judgments as she went.
“There’s a mistake here. This sentence is tooplicated and unclear. I’ve emphasized that proposal
misspellings here and here. You need to double–check every time you finish writing. No shortcuts…”
Sheena critiqued.
As Erin listened, her heart grew colder. Pouting, she spread her palms and offered them, saying, “I
understand. Next time, I’ll pay more attention. Go ahead and hit me.”
Sheena looked at Erin in surprise. She found Erin with her head down, staring at her toes, nervously
gulping.
When Sheena opened the drawer, Erin tensed, expecting the imminent pain.
However, to her surprise, there was no anticipated pain. Erin skeptically opened her eyes and found
Sheena cing a chocte candy in her palm.
“I won’t hit you today. It’s praiseworthy that you took the initiative to admit your mistake for the first
time. This is your reward.”
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“Really?” Erin, hearing she would not be punished, could not have been happier. When she looked at
Sheena, she suddenly found her much more likable.
“Thank you, Sheena! You’re really great! I’ll be better!”
“Sure, now go.”
Erin happily walked away, holding the candy.
Sheena watched her departing figure, shaking her head in resignation.
She had not raised a child before, and being the youngest daughter in the family, shecked
experience in educating Erin. However, she had seen how others do it.
For example, Corey had treated her this way before–not too strict, not too lenient. A good bnce of
discipline and reward was the most effective approach.