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

calmly looked up, staring at Jacob with a

two days, and we haven’t even resorted to any forms of coercion yet. You’re getting

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr.

on the case by the end of the day,

Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly before leaving Elliot’s

as Jacob

examine the documents in his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner

Elliot and handed something over, placing it

the papers he was holding and took a look.

closely, then lifted

a sheepish smile, hoping for

get the

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

he’s been up to recently and found that

during work, but he actually smiled at

me all the details.”

Lionel responded, happy from

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

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

finished his narrative, Elliot scoffed.

matters today. If he’s

collar, Elliot stood up with a stern gaze and headed toward the

Frank’s first time being handcuffed and escorted Into the Interrogation room.

Insisted on personally questioning him.

brought into the room, he spent the

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

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

of the interrogation room swung open.

head of

have you arrested me? I don’t

him

know anything. Eventually, they can’t withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are

trembled all over, unable to control the shaking of his

steady his mind.

would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he suspected

of his words could be

I promise to answer your

your tune later,

seemingly casual demeanor, the threat

gulped anxiously, nodding