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

up, staring at

we haven’t even resorted to any

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins,

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

Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly before leaving Elliot’s

Jacob departed,

his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his eyes

and handed something over, placing it

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

inspected it closely, then lifted

wore a sheepish smile, hoping for praise.

managed to get the information

at him. “That’s quick. How

up to recently and found that despite being brothers with

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

Tell me all

responded, happy from

began his account with seriousness. “Marius

home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and servants present. He grew

twirling his

his narrative, Elliot scoffed.

wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he might have to wait for his/hext life,

his military collar, Elliot stood up with a

first time being handcuffed and escorted Into the Interrogation

Insisted on personally questioning him.

Frank was brought into the room, he spent the

warm light from above. The walls were dark and foreboding, creating

and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal would

iron door of the interrogation room

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

Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I

him

can’t withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess directly, or do we have to follow

trembled all over, unable to control

to steady

would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he suspected

words could

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

If you change your tune later, the law won’t go easy on

seemingly casual demeanor, the threat was obvious.

anxiously, nodding