Wait, She’s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson )
Wait She s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson ) Chapter 979

Chapter 979

Romello’s expression turned cold as he stared at the arrest warrant.

“Where’s the evidence?”

Lionel was well–prepared and handed over a meticulously compiled set of evidence.

Romello took it and carefully reviewed it. Soon, he regained his composure.

“Mr. Jenkins, the evidence all points to Nathaniel. He’s accused me of using banned substances, imprisoning my mother, and attempting to poison you. Even the drugs and unidentified substances handed to you were provided by Nathaniel,” Romello explained assertively.

“He’s been illegally traveling abroad for a year. Who knows what he might have brought back? If anyone intentionally harmed my mother, it’s him. His statements cannot be considered evidence. He might be orchestrating this whole thing.”

With a fierce glare, Romello pressed on, “So, Mr. Jenkins, shouldn’t Nathaniel be investigated first?”

Elliot remained expressionless and responded, “Naturally, Nathaniel will be

investigated. However, until he’s convicted, the National Investigation Bureau will treat all testimonies equally. Even a deputy chief must face equal treatment if they break the law.”

He glanced at Lionel and ordered, “Take the suspect away.”

“Understood.” Lionel retrieved handcuffs and approached Romello.

Romello’s eyes narrowed with cold determination, not budging.

Frank quickly called out the bodyguards, positioning themselves protectively in front of Romello, blocking Lionel’s path.

Lionel quickly warned them, “Romello, what’s going on here? Aren’t you well aware of the severity of the charges for resisting arrest and obstructing justice? As deputy chief, shouldn’t you lead by example?”

Romello remained silent while Frank stepped forward to explain, “Mr. Jenkins, Captain Lionel, Romello has just experienced the loss of his mother. Can we give him some time to handle Madam Nicholls’s affairs before investigating him?”

Elliot remained unwavering. “Madam Nicholls’s cause of death is unclear, so what’s the rush? Our priority now is to quickly determine the truth behind her death and provide closure to the Nicholls family.”

His tone brooked no argument.

With a wave, Lionel immediately said into the miniature walkie–talkie shaped like a military uniform button, “Mr. Romello refuses to cooperate. Come over and escort Mr. Romello to the interrogation room.”

As soon as he spoke, Logan and Lance, leading two squads of soldiers, arrived at the Nicholls residence within two minutes.

The two groups came bustling in, exuding an imposing aura that made the ground shake slightly.

The few bodyguards surrounding Romello appeared particularly feeble in comparison. Lionel snorted, “Mr. Romello, are you sure you want to refuse the investigation? With Mr. Jenkins’s temper, he’ll have you tied up and dragged over if he gets angry. But by then, you’ll be utterly humiliated.”

Romello’s handsome face darkened, his hands clenched tightly under his sleeves, veins. bulging.

After a brief moment of displeasure, he gestured for the bodyguards to step aside and took a couple of steps forward, offering his wrists to Lionel.

However, he addressed Elliot, “Please, Mr. Jenkins, I urge you to uncover the truth as soon as possible and let my mother rest in peace.”

Elliot smirked coldly. “Of course.”

He stepped forward, taking the electronic handcuffs from Lionel and personally putting them on Romello, demonstrating his regard for this deputy chief.

“Take him away,” Elliot commanded with icy authority.

Romello was then escorted into the armored vehicle by Lionel and Logan.

“Mr. Romello…” Frank watched with concern.

Then, he hurried back to the mansion, gathering all the household servants and bodyguards in the backyard.

“Mr. Romello has been taken to the interrogation room for questioning, but as the

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deputy chief, he’ll return in a few days. During this time, you must know how to answer any inquiries from the National Investigation Bureau. If you reveal anything you shouldn’t, no one can save you when Mr. Romello returns. Understand?”

The servants and bodyguards looked fearful, nodding in agreement,