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.

Romello resumed doing push–ups and began

hundred and

stopped just now. Start over again.”

Romello was annoyed.

be easy to

restarted

desk, poured himself

listened to Romello’s increasingly strained counting

and it was rather comfortable.

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turned on the heater and adjusted the temperature to

jacket, revealing a thin white shirt with rolled–up sleeves that exposed

to his tea

hundred and forty–five…”

was drenched in sweat, with droplets collecting on his nose and chin,

and the counting continued, the task became even more

slightly unsteady. He had to concentrate all

a punishing

stung as it seeped into the wound, making

this as another mark against Elliot but dared

“Four hundred…”

washing over him. He regained his composure, standing up straight with his

gracefully set down his teacup, assessing Romello’s labored state with a smirk.