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

at Jacob with a smirk.

and we haven’t even resorted to any

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but

out, Elliot cut him off. “Tell Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by the end of the day, I’ll let him go handle

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

as Jacob departed, Lionel

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

something over, placing it

the papers he was holding and took a look. It was a completely transparent

it closely, then lifted

smile, hoping for

get the information out

at him. “That’s quick.

my homework on everything he’s been up to recently and found that despite being

was typically reserved during work, but he actually

me

Lionel responded, happy from

with seriousness.

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

twirling his

his

the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters

a

and escorted

Insisted on personally questioning

the room, he spent

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

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

iron door of

in casually, sitting at the head of the

have you arrested me? I don’t know

him with amusement.

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 we have to

over, unable to control the shaking of

fought to steady his mind.

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

his words could

your questions honestly. I won’t hide

you just said. If you change your tune later, the

seemingly casual demeanor, the

anxiously, nodding in agreement.