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

stopped just now. Start

Romello was annoyed.

not be

restarted counting from the beginning.

watched him for a while, then walked to his desk, poured

increasingly strained counting while enjoying his

was normal, and it was rather comfortable.

2/3

and adjusted the

removed his military jacket, revealing a thin white shirt with rolled–up sleeves that

to his tea for an enjoyable cooling drink.

and forty–five…”

collecting on his nose and chin, leaving a puddle on the floor in

temperature rose and the counting continued, the task

his palms pressing against the ground, feeling slightly unsteady. He had to concentrate all his attention and stabilize his posture to avoid. awkwardly

was a punishing

his forehead, the salty sweat stung as it seeped into the

this as another mark against Elliot but

“Four hundred…”

washing over him. He regained his composure,

his teacup, assessing