Chapter 922
Sheena was furious. When she saw Romello stuck in a daze and not dodging, she landed another slap in the same spot.
Fueled by anger and her martial arts background, the slaps were powerful, causing his lips to split and blood to seep out, leaving his face swollen with bruised marks.
Even so, Romello clenched his fists tightly and remained silent as Elliot was there.
Sheena raised her hand again, wishing she could just kill Romello right then and there for his inhuman actions.
However, Elliot intervened before the third slap could land, saying, “That’s enough, Nana. Let’s hear what he has to say first.”
Elliot pulled her into his arms, soothing her emotions with affection.
He gently rubbed her reddened palms, casing the pain from hitting Romello.
Romello wiped away the blood from his lips and began to explain again.
“We had a doctor examine Phoebe earlier. He said her severe fever from a recent cold affected her brain nerves, leading to mental issues. She has a tendency to self–harm, and I was afraid she would hurt herself again, so I locked her up on the top floor and had a specialized doctor look after her.”
His explanation sounded like a string of lies to Sheena.
“Phoebe has only been back at the Nicholls family for a short time. Before her return, Howard took her to the hospital for a check–up, and she was perfectly healthy. Moreover, coming from an orphanage background, she’s always been resilient and healthier than most girls. How could she suddenly have a mental breakdown and self–harm tendencies within just a week of returning? Romello, do you really think I would believe that you did nothing?”
Sheena’s logical questioning left Romello speechless.
Romello wanted to explain further, but Sheena did not give him the chance to speak.
She turned to Elliot, saying, “Honey, as the head of the National Investigation Bureau, Romello unlawfully imprisoning his own sister constitutes a crime. Shouldn’t he be arrested and questioned, and if found guilty, face severe punishment?”
Elliot nodded. “In theory, even with blood relations, restraining someone with iron. chains and limiting their freedom is unacceptable.”
Taking the conversation back, Romello said, “Mrs, Jenkins, there’s definitely no charge. of unlawful imprisonment. If you don’t believe me, feel free to have a doctor assess Phoebe’s mental condition. I locked her up on the top floor out of love and for her treatment. What’s wrong with that?”
Sheena glared at him, unable to retort.
She steadied her mind, calmly considering her next steps.
In this situation, the most crucial step is to have Phoebe undergo a mental evaluation.
However, everyone in the Nicholls family was under Romello’s influence and would not speak up for Phoebe. Hence, only when Phoebe’s mental state stabilized could they uncover what she had been through and what Romello had done to her.
Finally sorting out her thoughts, Sheena said, “Alright then. I demand that the National Investigation Bureau take Phoebe away for a fair and impartial mental evaluation. Any objections?”
Romello’s expression stiffened, and he firmly refused, “Mrs. Jenkins, Phoebe can’t leave the Nicholls residence. Under the recent treatment by doctors, her condition has improved significantly. If she leaves this room, she’ll likely revert to self–harm.”
Sheena remained resolute. “I don’t believe a word you say. Any evaluation results must be conducted by certified doctors, and I won’t trust it unless it’s done again. The only way to clear your name is by taking Phoebe away and waiting until the evaluation results, understand?”
“Mrs. Jenkins…”
Romello attempted to interject, but Sheena was done listening to his excuses.
She immediately instructed Lionel, “Remove the iron chains and take Phoebe away.” “On it.”
Lionel, carrying tools in his military uniform, effortlessly unlocked all the locks on the iron chains and lifted the dazed Phoebe onto his back to lead her out.
Several soldiers rushed forward to assist, quickly escorting Phoebe away from the top floor.
Chapter 922
Sheena turned and walked away, keeping a close eye on them.
Meanwhile, Elliot remained in place, his voice cold and firm as he addressed Romello, ” Until this matter is resolved, the fact that you imprisoned your own sister stands. You’re relieved of all duties for now, and you’re to stay home until further notice. Any objections?”
Romello clenched his jaw and reluctantly replied, “No objections, sir.”
With his affirmation, Elliot wasted no time. He turned and left, the group swiftly departing from the Nicholls family estate.
As the sound of the car engine pierced the quiet of the night, Romello stood on the balcony, angrily hurling a nearby vase to the ground.
