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

up, staring at Jacob with

resorted to

Impatient too quickly.

rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but

the case by the end of the day, I’ll let him go

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

soon as Jacob departed,

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

and handed something

he was holding and took a look. It was

inspected it closely, then lifted

sheepish smile, hoping for

managed to get the information

him. “That’s quick.

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

he

Tell me all the

Lionel responded, happy from the praise.

he began his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned that

after the banquet. When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying

twirling

his

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

a stern gaze and headed toward the

time being handcuffed and escorted Into the

on

into the room, he spent

room was dimly lit with only a faint warm light from

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

large iron door of the interrogation room

strolled in casually, sitting at the head of the table several meters away from

have you arrested me?

looked at him with

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 shaking of

to steady his

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

words could

promise to answer your questions honestly.

If you change your tune later,

casual demeanor,

anxiously, nodding