Chapter 989


    Elliot’s obsidian eyes remained calm, exuding a confidentposure.


    He nced at Lionel, who diligently recorded every word, signaling him to ensure nothing was


    missed.


    Lionel nodded tacitly.


    Frank began to confess, “Mr. Romello did indeed imprison Madam Nicholls and Ms. Phoebe. He


    purchased a batch of drugs on the dark web, the same ones you have in your hands, but I don’t know


    the specific names or how they were administered. I only know that Mr. Romello initially imprisoned


    Madam Nicholls to gain control of the Nicholls family. He gained power with strong support from the


    Reynolds Group.”


    He paused for a moment, then continued, “Mr. Romello mentioned that Madam Nicholls had mental


    issues due to Old Man Nicholl’s insistence on including Mr. Nathaniel in the family lineage. He believed


    that giving her some medication would keep it discreet…”


    Lionel listened with simmering anger, letting out a disdainful chuckle.


    “He managed to hide it well. For years after gaining power, no one suspected a thing. If he hadn’t


    be more brazen, daring to repeat his actions with Phoebe, the secret of the top floor of the


    Nicholls residence might have remained undiscovered.”


    Elliot’s expression darkened, and he lightly tapped the table as he ordered coldly, “Go on. What about


    Madam Nicholls’s death?”


    Frank sighed regretfully. “I truly don’t know about that. The day after the banquet, Mr. Romello only


    ordered me to have people dispose of all the suspicious items from the top floor. Madam Nicholls


    genuinely passed away unexpectedlyte at night.”


    Elliot pondered for a moment, adjusting his military sleeve cuffs.


    He looked at Lionel and said, “Keep listening. Make sure all details regarding time and location are


    precise and detailed, and the transcripts must beplete. Later, organize all testimonies and bring


    them to my desk.”


    “Yes,” Lionel replied, then left the interrogation room to summon Logan.


    “Search the Nicholls residence again, especially focusing on Romello’s bedroom and study. Don’t


    overlook anything suspicious,” Elliot instructed Logan.


    As soon as Logan left, Elliot’s phone rang.


    The caller ID disyed “Honey Baby“.


    Without hesitation, he answered the call.


    Nana, what’s the matter?”


    Sheena’s voice over the phone carried excitement.


    Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    “Honey, Phoebe’s psychological evaluation results are out. There are clear signs of hypnosis. I’ve


    organized the findings from the evaluator, and I’m now outside the National Investigation Bureau.”


    Elliot was mildly surprised and asked, “You’re personally delivering the evidence files?”


    “Mmhmm. But isn’t the National Investigation Bureau a restricted area?”


    Elliot hurried–downstairs toward the entrance, saying, “Just stay where you are. I’ll be right out to meet


    you.”


    As he rushed, he sniffed at his sleeve, checking for any lingering odor of cigarette smoke. Reaching the


    entrance, he spotted the familiar slender figure pacing back and forth.


    Without hesitation, he swiftly approached and scooped her up.


    “Aren’t you tired fromst night? Why aren’t you getting some more rest? You evene all the way


    here to deliver evidence.”


    Sheena replied, “Howard is in theb with Phoebe while she is getting treatment. I had nothing. much


    to do, so I thought I’d bring the evidence for him. Take a look.”


    Elliot nced casually and smiled.


    “Very good. With the physical and testimonial evidence here, Romello’s charges of uwful detention


    and hypnosis are now solid.”


    Sheena cupped his face in her hands and nted a sweet kiss on his lips, not sparing any praise.


    “You’re amazing, honey.”


    Elliot frowned slightly, not entirely satisfied.


    “Just amazing?”


    Sheena teased back, raising her eyebrows.


    “What else? If I praise you any further, your ego might reach the stars.”


    Elliot chuckled and leaned in close to her ear.


    “Seems like you aren’t entirely satisfied with me


    I’ll make sure to serve you well tonight and show


    you how great your husband can be, making sure you give me a five–star rating.”


    She giggled, her eyes shining brightly.


    Chapter


    “It’s almost noon. Since it’s your first visit to the National Investigation Bureau, I’ll give you a tour


    of my office and let you taste the food prepared by the chef here,” Elliot suggested.


    Sheena nodded, allowing him to carry her.