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.

returned the books to their shelves, ensuring each was

order.

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

glanced at Romello. “Did I tell

Romello was taken aback.

was not over

Chater Exa

and shooting Elliot right then and

“Yes, Mr. Jenkins?”

first set down the pen in his hand and leisurely poured a glass of iced

rush. Take a sip

glanced at

he suddenly showing such mercy, even

a bit apprehensive and suspicious, he took a couple

extreme torture of the punishment, he was already

to drink the tea, Elliot spoke in a

the training later will be quite challenging for you.

his grasp, crashing onto the wooden floor, shattering into pieces,

stared blankly at the untouched tea, then glanced

was hoarse as he exclaimed, “Mr. Jenkins, I’ll cover the cost of

interrupted, “Of course, you’ll have to compensate. But it seems you don’t appreciate the tea I’ve poured for you.”

I didn’t mean

well, it seems you’re not very tired and not interested in the tea.

Romello’s expression was grim.