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 breathed a sigh of

up, staring at Jacob with a smirk.

and we haven’t even resorted to any forms

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr. Jenkins,

Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by the end of the day, I’ll let him go handle his mother’s affairs before

Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly before leaving

soon as Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

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

approached Elliot and handed something over, placing it

papers he was holding and took a look. It was a

it closely, then lifted

sheepish smile, hoping for praise.

to get the information out of

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

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.

work, but he actually smiled at Lionel, obviously

Tell me

responded, happy from the praise.

account with seriousness.

found Mr. Abbott burying

listened attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

Lionel finished his

interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If

up with a stern gaze

and

Insisted on personally questioning

the room, he

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

in sweat, feeling mentally drained and

large iron door of the interrogation room swung open.

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

Jenkins, why have you

him with amusement.

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

unable to control

fought to steady

was cunning and would use all sorts of psychological tactics

words

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

what you just said. If you change your

his seemingly casual demeanor, the threat was obvious.

nodding in agreement.