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 sigh

calmly looked up, staring at Jacob with a

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

Impatient too quickly.

rebut, “Mr. Jenkins,

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

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

soon as Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

to examine the documents in his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the

and handed something over, placing it

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

closely, then lifted his gaze to

a sheepish smile, hoping for

to get the information

him. “That’s quick. How did you

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

during work, but he actually

done. Tell me

thing,” Lionel responded, happy from the

his throat, he began his account with seriousness.

Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with

twirling his wristwatch.

his

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

collar, Elliot stood up with a

being handcuffed and escorted Into the

had Insisted on personally

room, he spent the entire morning

faint warm light from

drained and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal would

large iron door of the interrogation room swung open.

at the head of the table several

asked, “Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested me?

him

and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are

trembled all over, unable to control the shaking of his

fought to steady his

would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he

words could be trusted.

promise to answer your questions

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

his seemingly casual demeanor, the threat

gulped anxiously, nodding in