Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 939

The relentless torment and oppression in the National Investigation Bureau office left Romello struggling to catch his breath.

His fists clenched and unclenched, the inner fire within him rising dangerously close to eruption.

Unfortunately, all of Elliot’s punishments were derived from previous training exercises, except for the teacup incident at the beginning. Elliot had not laid a hand on him.

Even if Romello wanted to confront Elliot, he could not find a suitable reason.

As he pondered, Elliot tapped his knuckles on the desk abruptly, reminding him, “You have fifteen seconds left to hesitate.”

Romello gasped.

All the thoughts he had seconds ago vanished upon hearing those words.

Quickly, he walked to the wall, gritting his teeth as he pushed through, standing two steps away from the wall’s surface, smoothly lifting himself upright.

Being close to the wall did not mean leaning against it.

from the

there to prevent injury,

was exceptionally challenging and extremely draining, especially for the already exhausted Romello.

his arms were

minutes, he would surely die in Elliot’s hands.

not been in such

forget this experience

Elliot observed him, noticing his trembling arms.

elegantly lifted the teacup, took a sip, and began, “Romello, during my absence in Farlem for many years, I neglected your training, allowing you to become increasingly full of yourself, even contemplating usurping

his teeth through the pain, squeezing out

Jenkins… no way…

out a disdainful snort,

chief. Your ambitions, your desires for power and profit… Nobody understands them better than I do. However, you’ve completely forgotten your roots, becoming someone I’m increasingly

family, he was fascinated by the feeling of commanding

craved for more, aspiring to

very well, but he would not change, nor