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

calmly looked up, staring at Jacob with a

resorted to any

Impatient too quickly.

rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but

Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by the end of the day, I’ll

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

soon as Jacob departed,

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

something

aside the papers he was holding and took

closely, then lifted

a sheepish smile,

get the information out of

stared at him. “That’s quick. How did you

him. I did my homework on everything he’s been up to recently and found that despite being brothers with Romello, they have some

but he actually

Tell me

happy from the

began his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned

burying things in the backyard with all

attentively, twirling

Lionel finished his narrative, Elliot

wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal,

with a stern

first time being handcuffed and

had Insisted on personally

once Frank was brought into the room, he spent the

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

mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal

of

head of the table several meters away from

Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I don’t know anything.”

looked at him with

pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess directly, or do we have to follow the

over, unable to control the shaking

fought to steady

cunning and would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he

words could be

Jenkins, I promise to answer your

you change your tune later, the law won’t

demeanor, the threat was obvious.

nodding