Chapter 917
Romello watched Elliot’s retreating figure. He frowned slightly as he sensed something amiss, hesitating to follow him immediately.
After a few steps, Elliot turned back and remarked, “This is a direct order. Are you not complying?”
“I wouldn’t dare to,” Romello replied quickly, realizing he had no choice but to comply.
He briskly caught up with Elliot, matching his pace as they headed to Elliot’s office for a briefing.
At 7 p.m., Sheena and Lionel, accompanied by the entire Fourth Division, surrounded the entire Nicholls residence, turning it into a fortress.
The imposing presence of the towering soldiers surrounding the mansion courtyard was intimidating.
When the butler emerged and witnessed the scene, he was taken aback.
“W–What’s going on here?”
Sheena stepped forward to explain, “My crystal earrings went missing during this afternoon’s tea party. I’ve checked all the attending ladies except Gabrielle.”
With a serious expression, Lionel displayed his credentials to the butler and added, ” We’re from the National Investigation Bureau. We need your cooperation.”
The butler was bewildered.
Were they suspecting Gabrielle of stealing the crystal earrings?
“T–That’s impossible, Mrs. Jenkins,” the butler protested. “Ms. Gabrielle grew up with you, and you know her best. As a member of the Nicholls family, she has always been spoiled. She has everything she ever wanted! She wouldn’t steal from you!”
Sheena remained resolute. “Maybe in the past, but Gabrielle is vengeful, and you know that. We argued during today’s tea party, and I wouldn’t rule out the possibility of her spitefully taking the earrings as retaliation.”
“How could…” the butler was at a loss. “Ms. Gabrielle was raised under the strict upbringing of the Nicholls family. She would never do such a thing!”
Lionel glanced at his watch, growing impatient. “Whether it’s true or not, a search will
reveal the truth. Please step aside.”
With a wave of his hand, the soldiers behind him swiftly entered the mansion.
While conducting an authorized search, the Nicholls residence’s bodyguards dared not intervene.
With Romello absent and the butler lacking leadership, they were unsure of what to do.
However, a bodyguard discreetly hid and called Romello.
The phone rang unexpectedly while Romello was in Elliot’s office, standing and receiving instructions.
Elliot’s expression quickly turned cold as the phone rang.
“Have you forgotten your manners? Didn’t you know you should turn off or silence your phone before entering?”
“I’m sorry. I’ll turn it off now,” Romello replied, retrieving his phone from his pocket and glancing at the caller ID.
It was from the Nicholls residence’s bodyguard.
He furrowed his brows suspiciously and checked the time on his phone.
Elliot had been lecturing him for an hour already. Initially, he thought Elliot was deliberately testing him to establish authority.
However, receiving a call from his home indicated there might be an urgent situation.
Was Elliot intentionally delaying him?
While he was contemplating, Elliot tapped his knuckles on the desk, silently reminding him.
Romello snapped out of his thoughts and quickly muted his phone.
Then, he looked at Elliot, sounding urgent as he said, “Mr. Jenkins, it seems there’s a problem at home. Could you please let me go back?”
Elliot’s expression remained cold and displeased, indicating his refusal without saying a word.
As Romello held his phone in his palm, the screen still illuminated, the call came through again after a few seconds.
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Thinking about the situation on the top floor of the Nicholls residence, Romello felt increasingly restless and decided to defy orders.
“Mr. Jenkins, Phoebe has been seriously ill. I hired someone to take care of her, so this call must be related to her. I must go back and check on her. If you’re displeased and accuse me of disobedience. I’m willing to accept punishment when I return to the bureau. tomorrow.”
