Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 938

Meanwhile, in the National Investigation Bureau’s office, Romello’s body was nearing its limit.

After over five hundred push–ups and no chance to rest, he had gone straight into over two hours of squats.

Moreover, there was no room for slacking off. Even a momentary lapse in concentration could result in the books on his legs and arms falling.

Under this intense and grueling punishment, Romello had no time to think about anything else, his only focus being to endure this hellish and painful experience as quickly as possible.

A series of ringing came from the timer.

Romello took a deep breath and smiled in relief.

Who would have thought that one day he would find the sound of the timer so delightful, surpassing all the melodic tunes in the world?

“Mr. Jenkins, time’s up.”

Elliot casually handled the paperwork with a red pen and grunted in acknowledgment.

“Put the books back.”

“Thank you, Mr. Jenkins.”

Granted pardon, Romello felt as if he had been given a second chance at life.

It had been many years since he endured such devilish training, and his body was certainly not as resilient as before.

the books to their shelves, ensuring

order.

to the open space in front of his desk, slightly bowing to Elliot, ready to

at Romello. “Did

Romello was taken aback.

was not

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he felt like pulling out a gun and shooting Elliot right then and there out of sheer frustration, he could only reluctantly return and

“Yes, Mr. Jenkins?”

and leisurely poured a glass of

rush. Take a sip of

glanced at Elliot

he suddenly showing such

took a couple of steps forward and accepted the cup of

the extreme torture of the punishment, he was already severely

about to drink the tea, Elliot spoke in a cruel yet calm

the training later will be quite challenging for you. Without drinking

grasp, crashing

the untouched

hoarse as he exclaimed, “Mr. Jenkins, I’ll cover

have to compensate. But it

Jenkins, I didn’t mean

seems you’re not very tired and not interested in the tea. Let’s just get

Romello’s expression was grim.