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

looked up, staring at

haven’t even resorted to any

Impatient too quickly.

to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but Mr. Romello-

the case by the end of the day, I’ll let him go handle his

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

as Jacob departed, Lionel

sight of Lionel from the

something over, placing

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

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

sheepish smile, hoping for

I managed to get the

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

the emotional and logical approach with him. I did my homework on everything he’s been up to recently and found that despite being brothers with Romello, they have some underlying tensions. A little

during work, but he actually smiled

Tell me all the details.”

thing,” Lionel responded, happy from

his throat, he began his account with

the day after the banquet. When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and servants present. He grew

attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

Lionel finished his

getting impatient in the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he

up with a stern gaze and headed

being handcuffed and escorted Into

had Insisted on personally questioning him.

the room, he spent the entire

was dimly lit with only a faint warm light from

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

iron door of

the head of the table

Frank asked, “Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested

looked at him with

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

fought to steady

would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he suspected

words could be trusted.

I promise to answer your questions honestly.

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

casual demeanor, the threat was

anxiously, nodding in