Chapter 921
As soon as Sheena decided, she clenched her fists and took advantage of Romello’s distraction, running toward the tightly closed door to the right.
Even Lionel was taken aback, not catching on immediately.
“Sheena!” Romello was the first to snap out of it, immediately raising his gun, the bullet. already chambered.
His eyes filled with fury, ready to pull the trigger on Sheena.
At the critical moment, a pair of hands gripped Romello’s wrist tightly, causing his aim to
waver.
Turning his head, he saw Elliot, who had hurried over, his face cold and hostile, glaring at
him.
“Mr. Jenkins…”
“How dare you raise your gun at my wife? Don’t you value your title as the deputy chief?”
Elliot’s aura grew increasingly intimidating, and he forcefully took the gun from Romello’s hand and threw it to the ground.
With Elliot’s presence, Romello lost his earlier arrogance.
Sheena caught sight of Elliot just in time and decisively turned the doorknob, pushing the door open and rushing into the pitch–black room.
In the instant she turned on the light in the darkness, she froze as she took in the scene.
inside.
Lionel, who followed closely behind, stood by the door, equally shocked by what he saw.
The room was devoid of any furniture, not even a bed.
However, there was a woman with disheveled black hair lying on her side against the wall.
Around her neck was a heavy iron collar, and her wrists and ankles were bound by iron chains that extended all the way to the wall.
Due to the restraints and captivity, her skin bore grim bloodstains, evidence of previous struggles.
Chapter 931
Her long hair covered her face, and as the bright light shone in, she trembled, shrinking back against the wall, clearly terrified.
Sheena was stunned, her limbs tingling with fear, afraid to confirm the woman’s identity,
She feared that if it really were Phoebe, she would not be able to control her desire to kill Romello, the monster.
She was even more grateful that Howard had not accompanied them on today’s mission.
If he had seen this scene, he would probably have gone mad on the spot.
While Sheena was still in shock, Lionel walked over and crouched beside the woman’s
feet.
Sensing someone approaching, the woman trembled even more violently as if facing a
ferocious beast.
In a soft voice, Lionel reassured her, “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. Mr. Jenkins will ensure justice for you.”
As he spoke, he gently brushed aside her disheveled hair.
Phoebe’s face was as pale as paper, her once clear and innocent eyes now vacant and lifeless.
Seeing Lionel, her expression turned numb.
It seemed like there was something wrong with her mentally.
The moment Sheena realized it was indeed Phoebe, her eyes welled up with tears, her clenched hands trembling uncontrollably.
Romello and Elliot stood at the doorway, watching silently.
Romello’s face betrayed no emotion as he prepared to explain the situation.
“Phoebe is…”
Before he could finish his sentence, a loud slap cut him off mid–sentence.
“Romello, you’re inhumane! You actually imprisoned your own sister! You’re nothing but a despicable monster!”
