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

hundred and

stopped just now.

Romello was annoyed.

would not be easy to get this over

his frustration, Romello obediently restarted counting

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

increasingly strained counting while enjoying

temperature was normal, and it

2/3

heater and adjusted the

white

cubes to

and

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

counting continued, the task became even more

He had to concentrate all his attention and stabilize his

a punishing ordeal.

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

silently noted this as another mark against Elliot but dared not pause his movements.

“Four hundred…”

he finished counting, a sense of relief washing over him. He regained his composure, standing

his teacup, assessing