Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 989

Elliot’s obsidian eyes remained calm, exuding a confident composure.

He glanced at Lionel, who diligently recorded every word, signaling him to ensure nothing was

missed.

Lionel nodded tacitly.

Frank began to confess, “Mr. Romello did indeed imprison Madam Nicholls and Ms. Phoebe. He purchased a batch of drugs on the dark web, the same ones you have in your hands, but I don’t know the specific names or how they were administered. I only know that Mr. Romello initially imprisoned Madam Nicholls to gain control of the Nicholls family. He gained power with strong support from the Reynolds Group.”

He paused for a moment, then continued, “Mr. Romello mentioned that Madam Nicholls had mental issues due to Old Man Nicholl’s insistence on including Mr. Nathaniel in the family lineage. He believed that giving her some medication would keep it discreet…”

Lionel listened with simmering anger, letting out a disdainful chuckle.

“He managed to hide it well. For years after gaining power, no one suspected a thing. If he hadn’t become more brazen, daring to repeat his actions with Phoebe, the secret of the top floor of the Nicholls residence might have remained undiscovered.”

Elliot’s expression darkened, and he lightly tapped the table as he ordered coldly, “Go on. What about Madam Nicholls’s death?”

Frank sighed regretfully. “I truly don’t know about that. The day after the banquet, Mr. Romello only ordered me to have people dispose of all the suspicious items from the top floor. Madam Nicholls genuinely passed away unexpectedly late at night.”

Elliot pondered for a moment, adjusting his military sleeve cuffs.

He looked at Lionel and said, “Keep listening. Make sure all details regarding time and location are precise and detailed, and the transcripts must be complete. Later, organize all testimonies and bring them to my desk.”

replied, then left the interrogation

on Romello’s bedroom and study. Don’t overlook

soon as Logan left, Elliot’s phone rang.

caller ID displayed

answered

the matter?”

over the phone carried

organized the

“You’re

isn’t the National Investigation Bureau a restricted

hurried–downstairs toward the entrance, saying, “Just stay where you are.

any lingering odor of cigarette

approached and scooped her up.

aren’t you getting some more rest? You even come all the way here to deliver evidence.”

the lab with Phoebe while she is getting treatment. I had nothing.

glanced casually

good. With the physical and testimonial evidence here, Romello’s charges

and planted a sweet kiss on his lips, not sparing any

“You’re amazing, honey.”

slightly, not entirely satisfied.

“Just amazing?”

raising her eyebrows.