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 was done, he breathed a sigh of

calmly looked up, staring at Jacob with

resorted to any

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr.

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

Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully,

soon as Jacob

his hand, catching sight of Lionel

something over, placing it before him.

he was holding and took a look. It was a completely transparent

lifted his

a sheepish smile,

managed to get the information

him. “That’s quick. How did you

mysteriously. “I tried the emotional and logical approach with him. I did my homework on everything he’s been up to

work, but he actually smiled at Lionel,

done. Tell me all

responded, happy from the

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

found Mr. Abbott burying things in

listened attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

Lionel finished his narrative, Elliot

the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he might have to wait

his military collar, Elliot stood up with a stern gaze and headed

Frank’s first time being handcuffed and escorted

on personally

into the room, he spent the

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

drenched in sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured,

the large iron door of the interrogation room

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

have you arrested me?

him with amusement.

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

control the shaking

to steady his mind.

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

his words

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

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

casual demeanor,

anxiously, nodding in agreement.