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.”

confession. I don’t want him to die. We’re family! Even if we’re–only half–siblings, he’s still a part

cried, her heart aching at the sight of Nathaniel’s injuries up close.

that things might escalate to fatal consequences, hurriedly

Romello, please spare Mr. Nathaniel. This might all

meticulous with the top floor key. Unless you

Nathaniel stole it.”

in a

likely turn toward him if he admitted

his age, he could not

redirected his gaze back to Nathaniel, who looked

bodyguards from continuing to strike him with the paddle, tears streaming down her

hand over the key and the

really took them, please admit

smile played on Nathaniel’s pale lips as cold sweat dripped down his chin, leaving small puddles on the floor due to the intense pain.

in his possession, so how could he produce

guilt would surely mean certain death.

the key or take the medicine. Romello, you’ve searched me and my room. I’m telling the truth.

dagger to the bodyguard holding the paddle, and his

with sorrow.

how biased people can be. No matter what I say, you won’t believe me. So, just let someone

“Our bond?”

Romello scoffed.

word Nathaniel said and