Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 978

In the garden, a thorough interrogation lasting ten minutes revealed no major issues in the expressions or explanations of all involved.

Elliot turned to Lionel and said, “Call in the special investigative team. Have the Nicholls residence thoroughly inspected and notify the medical examiner. Also, take Madam Nicholls for an autopsy later.”

“Right on it.”

Lionel nodded and stepped away to make a call in a quiet corner.

After the servants and chefs had been cleared of suspicion, Elliot instructed them to return to their duties.

The garden quickly grew quiet.

Suddenly, Frank seemed to remember something important.

“Mr. Jenkins, I recall something else very important.”

Elliot turned back, his handsome face expressionless.

“Go on.”

“Two nights ago, Mr. Nathaniel stole my key and secretly went upstairs during the banquet. Nobody knows why he went up there, but when Mr. Romello found out, he punished him severely,” Frank explained.

Elliot’s eyebrows furrowed, narrowing his eyes narrowed as his tone grew colder.

“Tell me everything.”

at the time. But yesterday afternoon, at bodyguard found the keys to the top floor buried shallowly in the

stealing from the lab, and his relationship with Mr. Romello has never been good. This time… it’s highly likely that

had just returned from his call and

sternly, “Mr. Abbott, isn’t your attitude

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a prior record, he was released on bail by Mr. Corey, and as of now, he’s innocent. We should proceed based

Frank lowered his head.

Captain Lionel I was just expressing suspicions. At the end of the day, Mr. Jenkins will be the one investigating and making the final decision.”

Elliot and Lionel’s expressions remained cold and

serious.

theft of the top floor key at this

were found guilty, Nathaniel’s life would be

garden suddenly

had managed to compose himself after his grief, emerged from the mansion with swollen eyes and walked straight toward Elliot

I need to get to the bottom of this. Nathaniel stole the key and sneaked into the top floor, even entering

tear–filled, angry

his head, masking his

Romello to interrogate Nathaniel would likely result in Nathaniel’s life

being held captive by me, halting my duties and ordering me to stay home for investigation. It’s been over a week, and there’s been little progress. Shouldn’t I return to the National Investigation Bureau to handle my mother’s case?”

you intend to