Chapter 785

Sheila's expression froze. After a moment, she could only reluctantly lower her head and say, "I understand." "Good girl! That's the kind of grace our Lawson family heiress should have." Howard smiled, patting her head. After a perfunctory pat, he turned and left, muttering, "Change back into your original clothes. Your face is injured, so we won't be able to pick out a dress today. We'll do it another day." … Sheena left the commercial district. It was not until she sat in her car that she opened her purse again and found a small note. Howard had slipped it into her hand when he helped her up earlier. Unfolding the note, there was only one sentence written on it. [Give me some time.] Frowning, Sheena silently stared at the elegant handwriting. Why did he need time? Had he discovered something and was quietly investigating? Just as she was pondering, her phone rang. It was Elliot calling. Elliot's voice came through as she answered the call, and he sounde