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

looked up, staring at Jacob

been two days, and we haven’t even resorted to any

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but

by the end of the day,

said respectfully, bowing slightly before leaving Elliot’s office.

Jacob

hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner of

something

the papers he was holding and took a look. It was a completely transparent

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

wore a sheepish smile, hoping for praise.

I managed to get the information

“That’s quick. How

smirked mysteriously. “I tried the emotional and 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

but he actually smiled at

Tell me

thing,” Lionel responded, happy from

his throat, he began his account with seriousness.

he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in

attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

finished his narrative, Elliot

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,

stood up with a stern gaze and

first time being handcuffed and escorted Into

Insisted on personally

the room, he spent the entire

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

large iron door of the interrogation room

the head of

you arrested

looked at him with

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

over, unable to control the

to steady

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

his words could be

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

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

his seemingly casual demeanor, the threat was

anxiously, nodding