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 aloud.

and eight.”

stopped just now.

Romello was annoyed.

seemed like it would not be easy to get this

frustration, Romello obediently restarted counting from

while, then walked to his desk, poured himself a cup of tea, and leaned back,

increasingly strained counting while

and

2/3

adjusted the

white

then added a couple of ice cubes to his tea for an enjoyable

and

sweat, with droplets collecting on his nose and chin, leaving a puddle on the floor in front

continued, the task became even more challenging.

He had to concentrate all his attention and stabilize his posture to avoid. awkwardly collapsing to the

was a punishing ordeal.

salty sweat stung as it seeped into the wound,

noted this as another mark against Elliot

“Four hundred…”

washing over him. He regained his composure, standing

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