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 sigh of relief afterward.

at

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

Impatient too quickly.

to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins,

there’s no progress on the case by the end

Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly before leaving

soon as Jacob departed, Lionel

his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his eyes

handed something over, placing it before him.

the papers he was holding and took a look.

lifted his gaze to meet Lionel’s.

a sheepish smile,

to get the information

at him. “That’s quick. How did you

he’s been up to recently and found that despite being brothers with Romello, they have some underlying tensions. A

work, but he actually smiled

done. Tell me all the

responded, happy from the praise.

his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned

he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying

listened attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

Lionel finished his narrative, Elliot scoffed.

room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal,

up with a stern gaze and headed toward

handcuffed and escorted Into the

had Insisted on personally questioning him.

the room, he spent the entire morning there alone.

room was dimly lit with only a faint warm light from above. The walls were dark and

feeling mentally drained and tortured,

of the interrogation room

of the

“Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I

him with

in here claims they don’t know anything. Eventually, they can’t withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess

over, unable to control the shaking of his legs,

fought to steady

him that Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts of

his words could be

answer your questions honestly. I won’t

your tune later, the

seemingly casual demeanor, the threat was

anxiously, nodding in agreement.