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 was done, he breathed a sigh of relief afterward.

at

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

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr. Jenkins, but

out, Elliot cut him off. “Tell Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by the end of the day, I’ll let him

Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully,

as Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

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

handed something over, placing it before him.

papers he was holding and took a

it closely, then lifted his gaze to meet Lionel’s.

smile,

the information out of

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

“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 some underlying tensions.

reserved during work, but he actually smiled at

done. Tell me all the

thing,” Lionel responded, happy from

he began his account with seriousness.

home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with

twirling his wristwatch.

his narrative, Elliot

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

stood up with a stern gaze and

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

Insisted on personally questioning him.

once Frank was brought into the room, he spent the entire morning

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

sweat, feeling mentally drained and

the large iron door of

in casually, sitting at the head of the table several

asked, “Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I

him with

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

trembled all over, unable to control the shaking of

fought to steady his

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

of his words could

your questions honestly. I won’t hide anything.”

If you change your

casual demeanor, the threat was

anxiously, nodding in agreement.