Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 972

Romello’s rage erased all his rationality. He wished he could immediately tear Nathaniel into a thousand pieces!

Frank nearly got hit by the tumbling files, staggering back several steps.

“Mr. Romello, please calm down. There’s always a solution to every problem,” Frank urged, hoping to quench the flames of Romello’s fury.

After the fiery outburst, Romello regained a shred of his composure and promptly called Jacob.

“What’s the situation at the secret interrogation room?

Jacob responded promptly, “After I left, Lionel deployed a full squad of soldiers to guard the secret interrogation room. There are guards stationed five hundred meters away. nearly twenty in number, with an additional ten or so positioned in the shadows.”

Romello chuckled.

With such tight security, it was not about disciplining Nathaniel. They were clearly about protecting him.

Elliot likely knew about Nathaniel stealing the key, and the rooftop potion probably ended up in Elliot’s hands already.

Illegal border crossing?

Ha, what a staged act.

His gaze turned cold, his voice menacing as he spoke to Jacob oyer the phone. “Keep an eye on the situation over there. If anything seems off, inform me immediately.”

“Yes, Mr. Romello.”

drawer under his desk and

loaded the bullets, cocked the gun, and pressed the barrel against his own

Frank was terrified.

reached a point of no return. There’s

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the gun away from his head and

hand.

commit suicide? Only desperate losers take that step. The

traced the grooves on the

I didn’t expect him to work with Elliot this time!

gun heavily onto the table, the

collecting evidence against me, pour out all the remaining potion on the top floor. Smash the glass containers, bury

that might raise suspicion should be destroyed. Have the

tomorrow.”

trying to cover our tracks, why not just dispose of them. outside? Besides, those potions cost you a pretty penny. Won’t this

money was

this critical juncture, losing a little

the servants start throwing things out in

on me,” Frank replied,

left the study,

iron padlock, he walked directly into