Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1426

Nathaniel remained silent, his blue eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement.

Adora chuckled understandingly and said, "Uncle Lionel, you don't have to wait for Uncle Nate. You can do it at different times! It's totally fine. You can set an example for him!"

Lionel thought, 'Well, it's totally fine for you, but not me!'

He found himself at a loss for words after Adora's remark, so he could only turn to Nathaniel, hoping for some help to divert Adora's attention.

However, Nathaniel seemed to enjoy the show and decided to add fuel to the fire.

He chimed in, "It's a good idea. Lionel, as the Deputy Chief of the National Investigation Bureau, setting an example for a humble citizen like me is pretty reasonable. Besides, you aren't injured and are perfectly fine. I'd feel guilty for delaying Elliot's punishment on you."

Adora eagerly nodded. "Uncle Nate, you're right! I fully agree."

She turned to Lionel again, saying, "Uncle Lionel, let's go. I already prepared the maid outfit for you. Oh, I've prepared a wig for you too! The camera is ready for action too!"

Lionel widened his eyes in shock as he felt a chill run down his spine.

He quickly shifted the blame onto Nathaniel.

"Adora, you've put so much effort into this, I can't hog all the fun for myself!"

In the face of his unfriendly gaze, Nathaniel sensed a looming danger.

Lionel did not hesitate to expose his lie, saying, "Nathaniel, stop pretending. I know you've been faking your injury all along. I couldn't bear to keep fooling Adora. It's time to come clean."

"Fooling me?" Adora tilted her head, staring at Nathaniel.

Nathaniel remained silent as Lionel fetched a small hammer and began to remove the cast from Nathaniel's leg.

"Here, Nathaniel, enjoying the show, aren't you? Let's face the consequences together!"

He raised the hammer and tapped Nathaniel's knee, aiming with cunning precision.

Nathaniel's left leg twitched involuntarily as Lionel struck it.

"Hey, this leg looks good! Straight and muscular. Where's the fracture?"

She skillfully called Asher's number on her smartwatch.

"Asher, we'll be at the lab in half an hour. Are the dresses and everything ready?"

"Mmhmm! Uncle Lionel and Uncle Nate are coming together. Uncle Nate is completely fine even though he was beaten up. Asher, make sure everything is ready. Two wigs, two sets of black and white maid outfits, two pairs of knee-high black socks… and don't forget the black round-toe shoes! They're adorable!"

Nathaniel and Lionel, who had been gazing out the window, both became uneasy upon hearing the conversation.

They could not have misheard, could they?

Knee-high… black socks, like the ones they were thinking of?

Lionel turned pale at the thought of having to wear them.

He felt a sense of impending doom.

Was it too late for him to back out of this?