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

at Jacob with a

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

Impatient too quickly.

rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but Mr.

case by

Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said

soon as Jacob departed, Lionel

to examine the documents in his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did not look up.

approached Elliot and handed something

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

inspected it closely, then lifted

smile, hoping for praise.

to get the information out of Marius.”

quick. How did you

he’s been up to recently and

during work, but he actually smiled at Lionel,

Tell me all

responded, happy

his throat, he began his account with seriousness.

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

attentively, twirling his

Lionel finished his narrative,

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

a

handcuffed and escorted Into the

had Insisted on personally questioning

room, he spent the entire morning

faint warm light from above. The walls

sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when this

of the interrogation room

at the head of the table several meters

Frank asked, “Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested

looked at him with

the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess directly,

trembled all over, unable to control the shaking of his legs,

to steady his mind.

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

his words

I promise to answer your questions

you just said. If you change your tune

his seemingly casual demeanor, the

nodding in agreement.