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

been two days, and we haven’t even resorted to any forms of coercion

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr. Jenkins, but Mr. Romello-

no progress on the case by the end of the day, I’ll let him go handle his mother’s affairs

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

soon as Jacob

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

something over, placing

finally set aside the papers he was holding and took a

it closely, then lifted his

wore a sheepish smile, hoping for

get the information out

at him. “That’s quick. How

with him. I did my homework on everything he’s been up to recently and found that

during work, but he actually

Tell me all the

Lionel responded, happy from the

throat, he began his account with seriousness.

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

twirling his wristwatch.

his narrative, Elliot scoffed.

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

his military collar, Elliot stood up with a stern gaze

first time being handcuffed and

on personally questioning him.

the room,

light from above. The walls were dark and foreboding, creating

feeling mentally drained and

of the interrogation room swung open.

of the table several meters away from

Frank asked, “Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I don’t

at him with

who 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 we have to follow the

control the shaking of his

steady

Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts of psychological

of his words could be trusted.

your questions honestly. I won’t

just said. If you change your

his seemingly casual demeanor,

nodding in