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

staring at Jacob with a

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

Impatient too quickly.

rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but Mr.

there’s no progress on the case by the end of the day, I’ll let him

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

as Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

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

something over, placing

and took a

then lifted his gaze

wore a sheepish smile, hoping

I managed to get the information out of Marius.”

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

to recently and found that despite being

but he actually smiled at Lionel, obviously

me all

happy from the

account with seriousness.

the day after the banquet. When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards

listened attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

his narrative, Elliot

room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he

up with a stern gaze

Frank’s first time being handcuffed and escorted Into the

Insisted on

the room, he spent the entire morning there alone.

room was dimly lit with only a faint warm light from above. The walls were dark and foreboding, creating a

already drenched in sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal would end.

iron door of the interrogation room

of the table several meters

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

him with

who comes in here claims they don’t know anything. Eventually, they can’t withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going

to control the shaking of

steady

was cunning and would use

his words could be trusted.

your questions honestly.

just said. If you change your tune later, the law won’t go

his seemingly casual demeanor, the

nodding in