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.

he breathed

staring at Jacob with a

and we haven’t even resorted

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr.

progress on the case by

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

soon as Jacob

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

something

papers he was holding and took a look.

inspected it closely, then lifted his gaze to

smile,

I managed to get the

stared at him. “That’s quick. How did

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

but he actually smiled at Lionel,

done. Tell me all the

Lionel responded, happy from

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

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

twirling

finished his narrative, Elliot scoffed.

wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s

up with a stern

time being handcuffed and

had Insisted on personally questioning him.

Frank was brought into the room, he spent the

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

drained and tortured, unsure of when

iron door of

head of the table several meters away from

you arrested me? I don’t

looked at him with amusement.

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 usual procedure?”

to control

fought to steady his mind.

Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts of

his words could

to answer your questions honestly. I

Remember what you just said. If you change your tune later, the law

seemingly casual demeanor, the threat was obvious.

nodding in agreement.