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

staring at Jacob

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

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr. Jenkins, but

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

thank you for understanding, Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing

as Jacob departed, Lionel

Lionel from the corner of his eyes

something over, placing it before him.

was holding and took a look. It was a completely transparent

closely, then lifted

sheepish smile, hoping for praise.

managed to get the information

quick.

“I tried 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

typically reserved during work, but he actually smiled at Lionel, obviously

Tell me

Lionel responded, happy from the

began his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned that it

Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and

listened attentively, twirling his

his narrative, Elliot

in the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal,

with a stern gaze and headed

being handcuffed and escorted Into the

had Insisted on personally questioning

the room, he spent the entire

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

was already drenched in sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure

the large iron door of the interrogation room

the head of the table

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

at him

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

unable to control

fought to steady his mind.

warned him that Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts

of his words could be

to answer your questions honestly.

If you change your tune later, the law

his seemingly casual demeanor, the threat

gulped anxiously, nodding in agreement.