Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 987

Inside the National Investigation Bureau office, Elliot was reviewing recent testimonies from various Individuals.

Jacob knocked and entered, standing respectfully in front of Elliot’s desk.

“Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob began.

Elliot did not bother to look up, focusing on the testimonies in his hands.

He asked in a low tone, “What is it?”

Jacob stood with his hands behind his back. “Mr. Jenkins, you’ve interrogated Mr. Romello for two days now. He’s the deputy chief, after all. After the recent tragedy at his home…”

“Cut the chatter,” Elliot interrupted impatiently, glancing up at Jacob. “If you can’t reach the point within five sentences, be prepared to endure an afternoon of hellish training in my office.”

Jacob shivered.

He knew about the last time when Elliot tortured Romello for an entire afternoon in his afternoon. After all, he had to escort Romello back to the Nicholls residence afterward.

He could not bear that kind of torment.

He raised a finger,

w counting his

sentences, about to speak, when Elliot coldly reminded.

him, “You’ve already spoken four sentences. You only have one more chance with your last

sentence.”

Jacob was in disbelief.

Four sentences?

Did a pause count as a sentence?

Knowing Elliot’s no–nonsense demeanor, he did not

are to argu

Getting straight to the point, Jacob said, “According to protocol, Mr. Romello is a public servant,

and with the recent bereavement in his family, you have to release him to handle his family

matters if you can’t prove his involvement in this case within three days,”

He finished his statement in one breath, not daring to pause until he was done.

he was done, he breathed a sigh of relief

staring at

days, and we haven’t even resorted to any forms of coercion yet.

Impatient too quickly.

rebut, “Mr.

“Tell Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by the end of the

you for understanding, Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly

soon as Jacob

the documents in his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did not look

Elliot and handed something over, placing it before

was holding and took a look. It was a completely transparent glass vial,

inspected it closely, then lifted his gaze

wore a sheepish smile, hoping

managed to get the information

at him. “That’s quick. How did you manage that?”

everything he’s been up to recently and found

was typically reserved during work, but he actually

Tell me

happy from the praise.

account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned

the day after the banquet. When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and servants present. He grew

twirling

his narrative, Elliot

already getting impatient in the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he might have to

a stern gaze and headed toward the door.

Frank’s first time being handcuffed and escorted Into the

on personally

the room, he spent the entire

with only a faint warm light from above. The walls

already drenched in sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure of

of the interrogation room swung

strolled in casually, sitting at the head of the table several meters away from

you arrested me?

at him

to confess. Mr. Abbott,

to control the shaking of his legs,

to steady his mind.

Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts of

of his words could be trusted.

to answer your questions honestly. I won’t hide

If you change your tune later, the law won’t go

demeanor, the threat was

gulped anxiously, nodding in agreement.