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

up, staring at

resorted

Impatient too quickly.

rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but Mr.

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

Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly

Jacob departed,

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

handed something over, placing it before him.

the papers he was holding and took a look.

it closely, then lifted his gaze to meet Lionel’s.

wore a sheepish smile, hoping

I managed to get the information out of Marius.”

him. “That’s quick. How did

everything he’s been up to recently and found that despite being brothers with

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

done. Tell me

thing,” Lionel responded, happy from

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

he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in

listened attentively, twirling

his narrative,

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

up with a stern gaze and headed toward

and

Insisted on personally

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

lit with only a faint warm light from above. The walls were dark

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

iron door of the interrogation room

casually, sitting at the head of

have you arrested me?

him with

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

over, unable to control the shaking of his legs,

steady his mind.

cunning and would use

his words

promise to answer your questions honestly. I won’t

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

seemingly casual demeanor, the threat

gulped anxiously, nodding