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.

Our extended family has plenty of other sons, and even if Marius is weak, he’ll stand up for himself

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

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

I

and whipped a hundred times. It hurt so much

quietly, staring at Nathaniel in confusion,

Dad died, you, Jason, and I fought for power. You seized Jason’s financial statement and sent him

him mental distress and driving him to suicide. Then, you took advantage of your position to transfer

advantage of a small mistake and dragged me to the alter room, punishing me to show you were the one in charge. And not long ago, you punished me again for the top

wounds on Romello’s chest that were caused

in pain.

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you really do hold grudges, don’t you?

in oppressing me all these years. Now that she’s gone, it’s finally my turn to retaliate, bit by

hint of

are you

blue eyes gleamed sinisterly.

die,

staring at