I Became His Sweetheart

“You're truly shameless! You won't be able to cover up your crimes! Even if Lend up in prison, I'll find ways to make you pay for your evil deeds!”

“Sure, I'll waiting.” Sheena scoffed, looking down at him. “But for now, tell me, where’s Elijah: Leon looked up at her towering over him, lying on the ground and laughing uncontrollably. “What are you laughing at?” Sheena frowned.

“I'm laughing at how you haven't changed at all, still clinging to Mr. Freeman just like before your divorce.” At death’s door, Leon suppressed his laughter, his tone especially harsh as he added, “I thought the near-death experience would change you and pull you back to reality. It seems I’ve overestimated you.”

Although Sheena looked puzzled, she did not bother explaining, remaining silent.

“Do you think you can win back Mr. Freeman? That’s impossible! Mr. Freeman won't like a vicious woman.” Leon’s eyes held a deep disgust as he gazed at her. However, uttering these words took a toll on his strength. Lying on the ground, he panted heavily, his features twisted in agony.

Sheena stared at him indifferently. “My patience is limited. I’ll ask you one last time. Where’s Elijah?”

“| won't tell you! Not even in death! Give up on finding him!” Leon yelled hysterically, “When Mr. Freeman returns, he'll make sure you pay a hundredfold for what you've done. He won't spare you!”

“Very well.” Sheena turned and left, adding, “Let's see if you'll still be so stubborn in the police station.”

Then, she got into her car. Even if Leon did not speak, she would find a way to locate Elijah. She checked her watch and decided to drive to the Freeman mansion while there was still time.

The thought of the annoying mother-daughter irked Sheena. As she drove ahead, she reached the familiar residential area and slowed down. Suddenly, her phone rang, forcing her to pull over by the side of the road.

“What's the matter?” “Ms. Sheena, something bad happened at the set!” Wendy sounded panicked.

“Calm down and take a deep breath. Tell me slowly. What’s happening on the set?” Sheena leaned against the back of her seat, her expression growing serious.

“Two contestants suddenly got into an argument. One of them comes from a powerful family background and wants to break the contract and withdraw from the competition. They even threatened to sue Angle Group. Ms. Sheena, what should we do? Can you come over?” Wendy was already sobbing./

“Got it. I'm heading back now. Wait for me at the office.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

sheena hung up the phone Glancing at the view of the residential area in her rearview mirtor, she let out a cold snort, stepped on the accelerator, and sped in the opposite direction

Wendy had already prepared the documents and was waiting downstairs at the company. When she saw Sheena, she rushed

over as if she had seen a savior.

Anxious, Wendy handed her a folder and said, “Ms. Sheena, take a look at this first. It’s from Ben. The two contestants involved are a young actress who’s been in the industry for three years and a wealthy heiress from Luivine. They're both refusing to compromise, and it’s affecting the filming process. What should we do?”

Taking the documents, Sheena quickly skimmed through them, grasping the situation. Then, she closed the folder,

“Ms. Sheena?” Wendy nervously asked. She had recently joined the company, and this was the first time she had encountered such a situation. She feared she might not handle it well, causing significant losses to Angle Group.

“When the going gets tough, the tough get going. We, the Angle Group, shouldn’t be afraid of her!”