Wait She s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson ) Chapter 968
Wait, She’s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson )
hapter 968
âMr. Romello sent me. He was worried Nathaniel wouldnât cooperate and asked me to assist you, Mr. Jenkins,â Jacob explained nervously.
Lionel was the first to express his displeasure. âGet lost! Who do you think you are to meddle with this case?â
âYâYes, youâre right. Mr. Jenkins, I have nothing to worry about since Lionel has Nathaniel under control. Iâll take my leave,â Jacob stammered, feeling the tension in the
air.
Elliot stared at Jacob coldly, not saying a word, which Jacob took as tacit approval.
He then offered the cigarette box to Lionel, who haughtily refused to take it.
Passing by Nathaniel, Jacob paused and delivered a stern message.
âNathaniel, Mr. Romello said if you want to lessen the pain, you must confess to the illegal entry. If you hide anything or say the wrong thing, heâll remove you from the Nicholls familyâs ancestry.â
Nathaniel met his gaze and absorbed the implicit threat.
âYouâre still here? How dare you threaten the person I apprehended?â Lionelâs anger flared, and he kicked Jacob hard in the rear.
âGet lost! If you make Mr. Jenkins angry, it wonât be just a kick!â
Jacob was startled by the kick and rubbed his sore buttocks, leaving immediately.
With Jacob gone, Lionelâs men swiftly surrounded the interrogation room, some. donning camouflage to blend in and secure the area from a distance.
As the heavy door of the interrogation room opened, Nathaniel gazed at the menacing array of torture devices on the wall.
âNever thought the interrogation room would be the most comforting place for me one day.â
Lionel chuckled.
âIndeed, considering youâre a regular here. With those tools on the wall as your old friends, having them around must be quite an experience.â
âItâs quite an experience indeed,â Nathaniel agreed, turning to him. âWhy donât I ask Mr. Jenkins to let you join me for a few days? Vie can experience it together.â
Lionelâs expression turned cold instantly.
He considered retorting but glanced at Elliotâs expression and changed his mind.
âForget it. I wouldnât enjoy it. Besides, 1 have someone waiting at home. If I donât return, sheâll make a fuss.â
Both men backed down, avoiding confrontation.
Elliot waved outside, signaling to the soldiers.
They entered carrying thick blankets, fruits, snacks, premium cigarette packs, a new phone for Nathaniel, fresh sets of clothes, a wellâstocked medical kit, and more.
Soon, the interrogation room was packed to the brim, resembling more of a retreat than a place of interrogation.
Taking in the pile of items, Nathaniel appreciated Elliotâs thoroughness and care.
âThanks.â
Elliot remained expressionless. âConsider these as our appreciation for helping us. You donât need to thank me.
Nathaniel lowered his gaze, concealing his mixed emotions.
The reward he desired was not these trinkets. However, he understood Elliotâs
temperament well enough to know that being too direct would only put Elliot on guard.
Perhaps, when the time came, Elliot would assist him.
Gathering his thoughts, Nathaniel looked back at Elliot and spoke earnestly, âElliot, Iâve been back in Svelton for quite some time now, but I havenât had the chance to meet the babies. Once Romelloâs matters are settled, could I visit E&S Haven to see them? âI want⦠to be their godfather.â