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 Jacob with

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

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but

cut him off. “Tell Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by the end of the

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

as Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his eyes

approached Elliot and handed something

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

closely, then lifted his gaze

sheepish smile,

managed to get the information out

at him. “That’s quick. How did

I did my homework on everything he’s been up to recently and found that

was typically reserved during work, but he actually smiled at Lionel, obviously delighted.

me all

responded, happy from the praise.

his account with seriousness.

burying things in the backyard with all the

attentively, twirling his

finished his narrative, Elliot scoffed.

impatient in the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s

with a stern gaze and headed toward the

first time being handcuffed and escorted Into the

Insisted on personally questioning

the room, he spent the entire

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

mentally drained and tortured, unsure of

iron door of the interrogation room swung

the head of the

why have you arrested me? I

looked at him

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

to control the shaking of his

steady his mind.

Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts

his words

to answer your questions

your tune later, the law

casual demeanor, the threat was

anxiously, nodding in agreement.