Chapter 940

Elliot stared at him, his tone icy and cruel.

“If you can’t last these thirty minutes, it means your body has become too weak. I’ll report it and request to send you back to the training camp for a three–month refresher. Also, with you gone, the position of deputy chief will be vacant, and I intend to promote Lionel as a temporary sub. What do you think?”

Though he said it was just temporary, Romello knew that there was basically no chance of reclaiming his position once Lionel took over.

Romello’s spine stiffened, his dry lips biting into a row of blood marks, as he fought to steady his trembling arms.

“Mr. Jenkins, those arrangements may be unnecessary. I can endure.”

Elliot sneered.

“Good to know.”

For Elliot, this half–hour passed quickly as he attended to his duties.

However, for Romello who was in a headstand, every minute felt like an eternity, his mind consumed by nothing but pain and endurance.

After half an hour, the timer rang, and it also signaled the end of working hours.

Romello grunted, relieved, collapsing onto the ground, too exhausted to stand. Even hist eyelashes were wet from his sweat, fluttering slightly.

too drained to open his eyes.

the last document with a red pen.

and slowly approached Romello’s

you leave, remember

his strength, mumbling weakly, “Mr. Jenkins, can I…”

request and cut him off decisively. “No. But if you don’t mind everyone in the bureau knowing you were punished in my office today, feel free to call someone to

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still move. I won’t let anyone disturb you. It’s up

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salvage that last

gaze lingered on Romello’s pitiful state on the ground, showing

mercy.

“Understood…”

Elliot donned his military uniform and

one final threat, “Regarding Phoebe’s captivity,

trembled, but he did

gracefully left the office.

opened his

on the desk

be concealed. However, he quickly got up from the floor after

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