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

up, staring at Jacob

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

Impatient too quickly.

to rebut, “Mr.

cut him off. “Tell 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 Elliot’s office.

soon as Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did not look up.

handed something over, placing it before

holding and took a look. It was a

lifted his gaze to meet

sheepish smile, hoping

the

at him. “That’s quick.

on everything he’s been up to

work, but he actually smiled at Lionel,

done. Tell me all the

Lionel responded, happy from the

account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned

When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and servants present. He grew suspicious and…”

twirling his wristwatch.

his narrative, Elliot scoffed.

up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s

stood up with a stern gaze and headed toward the door.

time being handcuffed and

Insisted on

was brought into the room, he spent the entire morning there

warm light from

mentally drained and

large iron door of the interrogation room swung

sitting at the head of the table several meters

“Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested

him

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

trembled all over, unable to control the shaking

to steady

cunning and would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he suspected something..

of his words could be trusted.

Jenkins, I promise to answer your questions honestly. I won’t

what you just said. If you change your tune later, the law won’t go easy on

his seemingly casual demeanor, the

nodding in agreement.