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.

was done, he breathed a

at Jacob with a

and we haven’t even resorted

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but

him off. “Tell Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by the end of the day, I’ll

said respectfully,

as Jacob departed,

the documents in his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his

handed something over, placing it before him.

set aside the papers he was holding and took a look. It was a completely transparent glass vial,

it closely, then lifted his

smile, hoping for

to get the

quick. How did you manage

I did my homework on everything he’s been up to recently and found that despite being brothers with Romello, they have some underlying

work, but he

Tell me all the

happy from

he began his account with seriousness. “Marius

he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and

listened attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

his narrative,

let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he might have to wait

Elliot stood up with a stern gaze and headed

time being handcuffed and escorted Into

had Insisted on personally questioning

Frank was brought into the room, he spent the entire morning there alone.

only a faint warm light from above. The walls were dark and foreboding, creating a heavy, oppressive

drained and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal would

door of

at the head of the table

asked, “Mr. Jenkins, why have you

him

claims they don’t know anything. Eventually, they can’t withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess directly, or do we have to follow the usual

all over, unable to control the shaking of his

fought to steady his

him that Elliot was cunning and would use all

of his words could be

promise to answer your questions honestly. I won’t hide

you just said. If you change your tune later, the law won’t

seemingly casual demeanor, the

gulped anxiously, nodding in