Chapter 747

She was indeed wrong in certain parts, and seeing Elliot voluntarily kneel on the washboard, the little spark of anger in her heart instantly extinguished, replaced by a mix of guilt and sympathy. Sheena walked over and gently poked Elliot's shoulder, offering him a way out. "Alright, can we stop fighting?" Elliot snorted, ignoring her. Sheena patiently continued, "I haven't had dinner yet. You dragged me back here, and now I'm hungry. Eli, please cook for me." "I'm still kneeling. I'm busy!" Elliot continued kneeling, taking out his phone from his pocket to send a message. "I'll ask Jacintha to prepare some dishes and bring them to you." Sheena persisted, poking his shoulder again. "But I want your cooking. And if Jacintha comes, Lionel will surely follow. Are you still going to kneel when he's here? If Lionel sees you this way, will he secretly make fun of you?" Elliot's typing hand suddenly halted. However, he quickly figured out a solution. "I'll tell them earlie