Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 960

“Yes, Mr. Romello.”

Nathaniel propped himself up with his hands.

Despite his blurred vision, he could still see the bodyguard next to him raising a paddle, causing him to shiver instinctively.

“Romello, even if you… kill me, I won’t admit to something I didn’t do.”

“I’d rather be safe than sorry,” Romello retorted coldly, pulling a sharp dagger from his waist and tossing it beside Nathaniel.

His tone was icy as he continued, “Since you’re so stubborn, prove your innocence with death. As long as you’re willing to kill yourself, I’ll believe you.”

Nathaniel’s weakened azure eyes glanced at the dagger, slowly picking it up and gripping the handle tightly.

“No! Romello, I beg you to spare Nathaniel. Look at how injured he is, and he still won’t confess. I believe he’s innocent!” Gabrielle pleaded, rushing forward to embrace

Nathaniel.

Tears streamed down her face as she tried to stop him from using the dagger to end his

life.

Romello snorted dismissively. “You don’t understand him! He’s trained in the Special Investigation Department, and he’s tough as nails. It takes more than a little beating to make him talk. I have to be ruthless.”

false confession. I don’t want him to die. We’re family! Even if we’re–only half–siblings, he’s still a part of the Nicholls family. Please don’t be so cruel to

the sight

seeing that things might escalate to fatal

This might all be

Romello narrowed his eyes. “You’ve always been meticulous with the top floor key. Unless you were negligent and lost

Nathaniel stole it.”

Frank was in a

anger would likely turn toward him if

could not handle

gaze back to Nathaniel, who looked miserable on the floor.

bodyguards from continuing to strike

and the stolen medicine, I’ll spare

you really took them, please admit it. Otherwise, Romello will

dripped down his chin, leaving small puddles on the floor

his possession, so how could

surely

and my room. I’m

holding

with sorrow.

believe me. So, just let someone kill me. There’s no need to torture me like this and hurt our

“Our bond?”

Romello scoffed.

Nathaniel said and only trusted his own analysis and