Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 934

“Yes, Mr. Jenkins,” Romello replied.

This task was not particularly challenging for Romello, who had undergone rigorous training and had an excellent physique. He immediately bent down, bracing his arms firmly, and began doing push–ups quickly and with precision.

Elliot looked at Romello from above, observing silently as Romello performed the

exercise.

The office was unusually quiet, with only the occasional heavy breathing from Romello breaking the silence.

After estimating about a hundred push–ups, Elliot asked, “How many was that?”

Romello paused, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead.

He effortlessly replied, “One hundred and seven.”

Elliot scoffed. “So, you can speak. Why didn’t you count out loud?”

Confused, Romello raised his eyes to him.

Elliot had not asked him to count out loud.

Elliot remained silent, his obsidian eyes emanating an intimidating pressure.

resumed doing push–ups and began counting

and eight.”

just now. Start over again.”

Romello was annoyed.

like it would not be easy to get

Romello obediently restarted

walked to his desk, poured himself a cup of tea, and leaned back, sipping it

strained counting

office temperature was normal, and it

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heater and adjusted the temperature to thirty degrees Celsius.

white shirt with

a couple of ice cubes to his tea for an enjoyable

hundred and

sweat, with droplets collecting on his nose and chin, leaving a

temperature rose and the counting continued, the

slightly unsteady. He had to

was a punishing

the injury on his forehead, the salty sweat stung as it

this as another mark against Elliot but dared not

“Four hundred…”

of relief washing over him. He regained his composure, standing up

his teacup, assessing Romello’s labored state with