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 breathed a sigh of relief afterward.

at Jacob

haven’t even resorted to any forms of coercion yet. You’re

Impatient too quickly.

rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but

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

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

soon as Jacob

catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did not look

handed something over, placing it before

he was holding and took a look. It was a completely transparent glass

lifted his gaze to

a sheepish smile, hoping for praise.

the information

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

up to recently and found that despite being brothers with Romello, they have

typically reserved during work, but he actually smiled at

Tell me all

thing,” Lionel responded, happy

began his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned

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

twirling

finished his narrative,

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 wait for his/hext life,

up with a stern gaze and

being handcuffed and escorted

on

into the room, he

dimly lit with only a faint warm light from above. The walls were dark and foreboding, creating a

in sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal would

of the interrogation room swung

of the table several meters away from

why have you arrested

him

they don’t know anything. Eventually, they can’t withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr.

control the shaking

fought to steady his

and would use all sorts of psychological tactics once

words could be trusted.

Jenkins, I promise to answer your questions honestly. I

said. If you change your tune later, the law

casual demeanor, the threat

nodding in