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.

doing push–ups and

hundred and

just now. Start over

Romello was annoyed.

be easy to get this

restarted

to his desk, poured himself a cup of

listened to Romello’s increasingly strained counting while enjoying

normal, and it was

2/3

adjusted the temperature to thirty

white shirt

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

hundred and forty–five…”

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

temperature rose and the counting continued, the task became even more challenging.

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

was a punishing ordeal.

injury on his forehead, the salty sweat stung as it seeped into the wound, making

noted this as another mark against Elliot but dared not pause

“Four hundred…”

sense of relief washing over him. He regained his

assessing Romello’s labored state with