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.

breathed a sigh of

staring at Jacob

we haven’t even resorted to

Impatient too quickly.

to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins,

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

said respectfully,

Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

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

and handed something over,

set aside the papers he was holding and took

lifted

sheepish smile, hoping for

managed to get the information

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

everything he’s been up to recently and

typically reserved during work, but he actually smiled

done. Tell me all

Lionel responded, happy from the praise.

his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned that it happened

after the banquet. When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards

attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

finished his narrative, Elliot

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

up with a

Frank’s first time being handcuffed and escorted

on

the room, he spent the entire morning there alone.

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

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

iron door of

casually, sitting at the head of the table several

have you arrested me? I don’t

at him with amusement.

comes 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 directly, or do

unable to control the shaking of

steady his mind.

that Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he suspected

his words

your questions honestly. I won’t hide anything.”

If you change your tune

demeanor, the threat was obvious.

nodding in