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 a

looked up, staring at

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

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr. Jenkins, but Mr. Romello-

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

understanding, Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly before leaving Elliot’s office.

soon as Jacob departed,

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

approached Elliot and handed something over,

aside the papers he was holding and took a look. It was a completely

closely, then lifted

sheepish smile, hoping for

get the information

at him. “That’s quick.

on everything he’s been up to recently and found that despite being brothers with Romello, they have some underlying tensions. A little provocation was all it took.”

he actually smiled at Lionel, obviously

Tell me all the

happy from the praise.

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

banquet. When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and servants present.

twirling his wristwatch.

Lionel finished his

unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he might have

military collar, Elliot stood up with a stern gaze and headed

first time being handcuffed and escorted

on

Frank was brought into the room, he

from above. The walls were dark and foreboding, creating a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.

mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal would

iron door of the

head of the table several meters away from Frank.

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

at him with amusement.

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

all over, unable to control the

to steady his

him that Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts of psychological

his words could be

promise to answer your questions honestly.

you just said. If you change your tune later,

his seemingly casual demeanor, the threat

anxiously, nodding in agreement.