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.

was done, he breathed a sigh of relief afterward.

looked up, staring at

resorted to any forms

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr.

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

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

as Jacob departed, Lionel

documents in his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did

and handed something

finally set aside the papers he was holding and took a look. It was a completely transparent glass vial,

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

a sheepish smile, hoping for

the

at him. “That’s quick. How did you

logical approach with him. I did my homework on everything he’s been up to recently and found that

reserved during work, but he actually smiled at Lionel, obviously

Tell me all

Lionel responded, happy from

began his account with seriousness.

found Mr. Abbott burying things

twirling

finished his narrative, Elliot

is already getting impatient in the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he might have to wait for his/hext life,

with a stern gaze and headed toward the door.

time being handcuffed and escorted Into the

on personally questioning

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

from above. The walls were dark and foreboding,

feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure

door of

at the head of

asked, “Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I don’t

at him

withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess directly, or do we

to control the shaking of his legs,

to steady

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

words

I promise to answer your questions honestly. I won’t hide

Remember what you just said. If you change your tune later, the

demeanor, the threat

gulped anxiously, nodding in agreement.