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 eight.”

now. Start over again.”

Romello was annoyed.

not be easy to get this

Romello obediently restarted counting from the

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

increasingly strained counting while enjoying

office temperature was normal, and it

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.

hundred and

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

the counting continued, the

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

was a punishing

as it seeped into the wound,

mark against Elliot but dared

“Four hundred…”

him. He regained his composure, standing up

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