Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1414

Asher was surprised by the comment, quickly realizing the possibilities.

He shook his head and said, "It would be boring if he died. He needs to stay alive to pay off his debt to me."

Sheena was taken aback, not expecting him to say that, but she did not dwell on it too much.

After all, Asher was still a kid, and children would tend to say things without thinking it through.

She gently patted Asher's head, speaking with a serious tone, "I understand Nathaniel well. He's not one to accept defeat easily. Once he decides to win, even if it costs him his life, he'll fight to the end. If this goes on, he could be in real danger. Is that what you want to see?"

Elliot watched Sheena educate their son and defend Nathaniel, his brows furrowing tightly, a bitter feeling rising within him for no apparent reason.

Thud—

In the center of the basketball court, Nathaniel had fallen countless times.

His lips were stained with blood, and from this fight alone, he probably had a rib broken.

Yet, to win and fulfill Asher's second request, he mustered up his strength, trembling as he attempted to stand up from the ground.

Asher watched with a sense of discomfort.

Sheena smiled, noticing her beloved son's somewhat softened expression.

She spoke at the right moment, "He needs to stay alive so you can see him wearing that cute little dress. And don't forget, you'll also get to see the CEO of the Nicholls Group become Uncle Lionel's personal assistant. Isn't that fun?"

Asher had originally thought the same.

He ran toward where Nathaniel lay on the ground, then declared, "Nathaniel, I've changed my mind! I want you to lose. Judging by the injuries, Uncle Lionel obviously held back, and you've already lost!"

Nathaniel stopped struggling to get up.

He lay back on the ground, his blue eyes weak and filled with pain as he stared at the sky.

However, he was actually smiling.

It was a smile of relief, finally able to relax.

Ever since Asher added another condition to their bet, he had known that Asher did not want him to win. The boy just wanted to see him give it his all, even if it meant getting beaten to a pulp by Lionel.

It was meant to be Nathaniel's day of suffering.

Asher truly took after his father, a cunning little devil.

Nathaniel chuckled, only to end up in a coughing fit.

As they approached, Lionel noticed Elliot's grim expression.

"What's wrong, Elliot?" Lionel asked.

Elliot glared at him, his tone chilly.

"Lionel, you're the deputy chief of the National Investigation Bureau. Isn't it embarrassing to get bruises from sparring with Nathaniel, who hasn't trained in years and is practically weaker? From tomorrow on, you'll wear a skirt and clean the toilets for a month, just like Nathaniel."

"What?" It felt like a bolt from the blue for Lionel, leaving him utterly bewildered.

Why did he have to fulfill the bet even though he won?

This was simply unreasonable!

Lionel was on the verge of tears, saying, "Elliot, that's unfair."

"Not happy about it?" Elliot sneered. "Then come to my office tomorrow morning, and I'll personally give you a high-intensity training session."

Lionel felt a chill running down his spine.

He forced a weak smile and replied, "I wouldn't want to burden you. I'll just wear the dress and clean the toilets."