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Romello immediately flashed a polite smile, replying, “My apologies for not thinking before I speak. Mr. Jenkins, how about having a cup of tea in the living room while I take only half an hour to extract important information from Nathaniel concerning the Nicholls family’s matters? I’ll ensure to hand him over to you afterward.”
Both Lionel and Elliot fell into silence.
It was just for a cup of tea.
Romello was wary, and another refusal would raise immediate suspicion.
As the situation reached a deadlock, the weakened Nathaniel trembled all over.
Half an hour passed quickly.
It was such a short time, and Romello was likely to resort to torture that would break his spirit, leaving him worse than dead.
Nathaniel was nearing his breaking point, unable to guarantee that he would not reveal the truth while unconscious.
As he realized that, he dragged his legs with all his might and managed to crawl to Romello’s feet, clutching desperately at his pant leg.
Nathaniel pleaded, “Romello, you have to believe me. I didn’t steal Uncle Frank’s key, nor did I go to the top floor or take anything from there. I swear…”
Romello’s expression shifted slightly as he glanced at Elliot.
Elliot was also looking at him, his gaze intense with scrutiny.
“What secrets does the top floor hold? Why would you go to such lengths to prevent your own family members from going up there, Romello? What are you up to?”
Romello was shocked, and he kicked Nathaniel away from him forcefully.
The blow was much heavier than Elliot’s earlier kick, sending Nathaniel rolling several times on the gravel path, his chest throbbing with pain.
He coughed up blood onto the ground, and his face drained of color.
Nathaniel was on the brink of losing his consciousness.
“Mr. Jenkins, don’t listen to his nonsense. There’s nothing special on the top floor. He
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stole something valuable from my room, and in the Nicholls family, we have no tolerance for dishonesty, hence the punishment.”
Elliot remained composed. “Hmm, punishment for dishonesty is necessary, but you’ve been lenient. If it were up to me, I’d have his hands chopped off.”
As he spoke, he glanced back at Lionel.
Lionel understood immediately and went to pull Nathaniel up himself.
However, Nathaniel bit Lionel’s hand as soon as he was lifted.
“What the hell? Are you crazy?” Lionel cried out in pain, retaliating with a hard slap across Nathaniel’s face.
When Nathaniel loosened his bite, Lionel pointed at him angrily and ordered the soldiers behind him.
“You’re so audacious to bite me in front of Mr. Jenkins and Mr. Romello! That’s another offense. Do you still think you’re the big shot from the Special Investigation Department? Hurry up! Cuff him and take him away!”
This time, the soldiers acted swiftly, expertly handcuffing Nathaniel within seconds.
With his arms being held by the two soldiers, Nathaniel, barely conscious, was immediately dragged away.
Before Romello could intervene, Nathaniel was roughly shoved into the car by Lionel’s
soldiers.
“Mr. Jenkins, isn’t Lionel a bit…” Romello began, but Elliot cut him off with a pat on the shoulder, a smirk playing on his lips.
“I’ll handle the interrogation regarding Nathaniel stealing from you, and I’ll make sure to break his limbs. Don’t say I’m not looking out for you.”
Romello could only swallow his frustration and said, “Of course not, Mr. Jenkins. You’re always generous and caring toward your subordinates.”
“I’m glad you know,” Elliot replied coldly as he looked away.
With a wave of his hand, Lionel led the squad of soldiers away from the mansion.
Before leaving, Elliot turned back with a sinister look, cautioning, “Making mistakes isn’t scary. What’s scary is repeating them, Romello. I don’t want to return here next time just to arrest you.”
Romello was taken aback
“Mr. Jenkins, rest asstired, I always abide by the rules and won’t engage in any foolish illegal activities.”
“Good to hear,” Elliot said, hiding the disappointment in his eyes.
