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.

done, he breathed a sigh of relief

staring at Jacob with a

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

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr. Jenkins, but

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

you for understanding, Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly before leaving Elliot’s office.

Jacob departed, Lionel

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

Elliot and handed something over, placing it before him.

finally set aside the papers he was holding and took a look. It was a

lifted his

wore a sheepish smile, hoping

get the information out of

quick. How did

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

was typically reserved during work, but he actually smiled at Lionel, obviously

done. Tell me all

thing,” Lionel responded, happy from the praise.

he began his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned that it happened

found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with

listened attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

his narrative,

matters today. If he’s

his military collar, Elliot stood up with a stern gaze and headed toward

handcuffed and escorted Into the Interrogation

Insisted on

into the room, he

faint warm light from above. The walls were

was already drenched in sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal

large iron door of the interrogation room swung

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

“Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested me?

him with amusement.

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

control

steady his mind.

would use all sorts of psychological tactics

words could be trusted.

I promise to answer your questions honestly. I

said. If you change your tune later, the law won’t go easy on you.

demeanor, the

anxiously, nodding in agreement.