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

staring at Jacob with a

we haven’t even resorted to any forms

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but Mr. Romello-

out, Elliot cut him off. “Tell Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by

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

as Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

sight of Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did

and handed something over, placing

and took a look. It was a completely transparent

inspected it closely, then lifted his gaze

wore a sheepish smile, hoping for praise.

the

him. “That’s quick. How

to recently

work, but he

me

responded, happy from the praise.

he began his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned that it

When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying

listened attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

his narrative, Elliot

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

military collar, Elliot stood up with a stern gaze

and escorted Into the

had Insisted on personally

Frank was brought into the room, he spent

with only a faint warm light from above. The walls were dark and

sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured,

door of the interrogation room

the head of the table several meters away

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

him with amusement.

Eventually, they can’t withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are

control the shaking of his legs,

to steady his mind.

and would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he suspected something..

words could be trusted.

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

you change your tune later, the

seemingly casual demeanor, the threat

anxiously, nodding in