Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 993

Alright, I’ll be quick and not make things difficult for you,” Nathaniel assured Lionel.

Then, he turned and entered the secret interrogation room once again.

Guided by two soldiers, Nathaniel made his way through the corridor and arrived at Romello’s cell.

The iron door creaked open, revealing a horrible sight. Romello, bloodied and pale, hanging by his hands from the iron hooks on the ceiling. It was a common tactic used by the National Investigation Bureau to break people.

Romello had always been glorious and proud, and Nathaniel could not help but feel a sense of satisfaction seeing him in such a pitiful state.

After all, Nathaniel never considered Romello a good person.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Romello weakly lifted his eyes, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“I knew you’d come, Nathaniel. Do you think you’ve won?”

Nathaniel chuckled, not bothering to hide his amusement.

“What a rare sight to see you in such a state. But no, I haven’t won yet. You lost first.

Romello’s weak gaze suddenly turned sharp, and he coldly stared at Nathaniel.

is weak, he’ll stand up for himself if they try to hand you the position. After all, you’re just a stain in

shrugged off the remark, his deep blue eyes taking note of Romello’s misery.

years old, you and I both liked to eat the same dish, but Vanda thought I was stealing yours, so she deliberately spilled the soup on my arm. When I was eight, I took your pen, and she hit me fifty times when Dad was away. My palm was swollen, and I couldn’t even hold a pen for three days. When I was twelve, I asked you to lend me a pony to play with Nana. Vanda falsely accused me of stealing your pony, but you didn’t stand up to clarify for me.

I

out of bed for a w” and whipped a hundred times. It hurt so much that I couldn’t even

listened quietly, staring at Nathaniel

Jason, and I fought for

him mental distress and driving him to suicide.

charge. And not long ago, you punished me again for the top floor’s key Incident. You even broke two paddles. Romello, I’m sure you remember all of

all that, he pointed at the wounds on Romello’s chest that were caused by the paddles. Then, he

winced in pain.

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you really do hold grudges, don’t

and you joined in oppressing me all these years. Now that she’s gone,

sensing a hint of

you

eyes

you’re desperate to die, unwilling to argue

staring at