Chapter 930


    Chapter 930


    The butler had already gone to remind Romello more than five times.


    Since Romello came backst night, his mood had been consistently sour, and a few more reminders might just cause the butler


    to face Romello’s wrath.


    The butler, feeling intimidated, could only bow and say, “Please wait, sir. Mr. Romello is finishing up his tasks and will be down


    shortly.”


    Wayne had no choice but to continue waiting.


    Another half hour passed, and Romello finally descended the stairs leisurely at 11.30 a.m.


    Since the matter with the National Investigation Bureau had been halted by Elliot, Romello was not dressed in military attire


    today. He wore a simple and refreshing shirt and trousers, appearing more approachable than before.


    “Mr. Santos, what brings you here today? Are you here to see Phoebe?”


    Wayne nced at his watch again.


    Seeing that it was almost noon, he did not have time for small talk with Romello and got straight to the point.


    “Mr. Romello, I’m here today to cancel the engagement between me and Phoebe.”


    Romello’s handsome face visibly darkened at Wayne’s words, and he narrowed his eyes.


    coldly.


    “Cancel the engagement?”


    “Yes.” Wayne nodded solemnly, wiping the thinyer of sweat from his forehead.


    “I''m the one canceling this engagement, so I''ll issue a public statement informing everyone that it was my fault. You don’t need to


    return the engagement gifts. Consider itpensation to the Nicholls Group for the losses they may incur due to the


    cancetion. of our engagement.”


    Wayne kept ncing at his watch and immediately stood up after speaking.


    “I''ve already made up my mind about this matter, and I’m just here to inform you, Mr. Romello, | have some other matters to


    attend to, so I''ll be taking my leave now.”


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    As soon as he stepped out, Wayne heard a loud crash from inside before the door even closed behind him.


    It was the sound of something being thrown.


    He trembled in fear, cold sweat dripping incessantly.


    However, he could not worry about that now. The Lawson family was much more terrifying!


    With that in mind, Wayne quickened his pace.


    Seeing it was almost noon, he immediately informed hispany’s PR department to announce the canction of his


    engagement with Phoebe while returning to the car.


    In the living room, Romello exploded in a fit of rage.


    He had smashed an entire expensive tea set to the ground, shattering it into pieces.


    “Sheena! Howard! Elliot!”


    They always ruined his ns!


    He gritted his teeth, his gaze sharp as a knife, incredibly piercing.


    The butler dared not approach, keeping his distance and softly advising, “Sir, the Santos family has given quite a sum as


    engagement gifts and is willing to take full responsibility for the canction of the engagement. The Nicholls Group won''t suffer


    significant losses. In fact, we’ve gained quite a windfall from the gifts.”


    This reasoning made sense, looking at it from a profit perspective.


    Romello’s anger subsided somewhat after hearing that.


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    Even though Phoebe was currently not mentally sound and unable to reveal the Nicholls family’s secrets, Elliot and Sheena


    would surely do everything possible to cure her.


    Phoebe staying there was still a variable, a ticking time bomb.


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    After some consideration, he instructed the butler, “Get a few people to guard the entrance of the Jenkins estate and the National


    Investigation Bureau. Keep an eye on where Elliot takes Phoebe.”


    “Yes, sir.”


    Romello’s cold gaze narrowed as he added, “If there’s any sign of her regaining consciousness, take action immediately, at any


    cost. Find a way to get rid of her.”


    The butler was taken aback.


    “Sir, she’s your own sister.”


    Romello’s expression remained calm, devoid of any extra emotion.


    “Any variable that could affect the Nicholls family’s interests isn’t worth being


    sentimental about, even if we''re rted by blood.”