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.

breathed a sigh of relief afterward.

staring at Jacob with

resorted to any

Impatient too quickly.

to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but Mr.

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

you for understanding, Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly before leaving Elliot’s office.

as Jacob

of Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did not

and handed something over,

holding and took a look. It was a completely transparent

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

wore a sheepish smile, hoping for praise.

get the

“That’s quick.

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

he actually smiled at

done. Tell me

responded, happy from the praise.

account with seriousness. “Marius

banquet. When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard

twirling his wristwatch.

his

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

up with a stern gaze and

time being handcuffed and escorted Into the Interrogation

Insisted on personally questioning him.

Frank was brought into the room,

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

mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal

iron door of

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

Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I

him

the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess directly, or do we have

all over, unable to control the shaking of his legs,

steady his mind.

had warned him that Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts

of his words could

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

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

casual demeanor,

anxiously, nodding in