Chapter 880

Elliot was fine with anything as long as he would not be spanked. He immediately sat up from her embrace and skillfully massaged her little belly. Sheena chuckled, teasing him, "I still prefer it when you listen to me. In the future, you should stop dropping by for inspections so often. There should be more trust between us!" He did not agree, retorting, "It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that you're so beautiful that I'm worried about those Casanovas seducing you." Sheena sighed, shaking her head. It was no use arguing with him. … Two nights before the banquet at the Nicholls residence… Romello had sent a custom-made exquisite dress for Phoebe, placed in her room. Phoebe stood by the window, occasionally peeking toward the top floor. In the past few days, she had been observing the activities on the top floor and noticed that someone would bring meals three times a day. However, the portions were small, indicating it was for one person. If Vanda was the