Chapter 992
Investigating Vanda’s death proved challenging.
Despite digging up the area where the ss vials were buried in the backyard of the Nicholls
residence, no simr poison was found.
Moreover, Romello remained tight–lipped about the matter.
He struggled and attempted to salvage the situation but to no avail. In the end, he hadpletely given
up resistance, seeking death as his only sce.
Elliot solidified the case against him for matricide due to his imprisonment and hypnotism of Vanda.
As Individuals under hypnosis could not act independently and were subject to the hypnotist’s
commands, Romello could not escape culpability whether Vanda administered the poison voluntarily or
Romello deliberately murdered her.
Once all the evidence waspiled and organized by Lionel, it was handed over asmanded.
The sentencing was expected to take at least a week.
During this period, Romello was stripped of his position as deputy chief of the National Investigation
Bureau. He was also ousted from his position as CEO of the Nicholls Group by a vote from the board of
directors.
The position of the Nicholls family’s leader remained vacant, leading to a power struggle among the
Nicholls family heirs who rushed back from nearby cities and abroad.
With Howard stirring the pot, Romello’s case made headlines, garnering widespread attention and
making him the target of public outrage.
The iron door creaked open.
Dressed lightly, Nathaniel stepped out leisurely.
The sunlight shining through the trees cast sporadic warmth upon him.
He reached out, catching the glimmering light, his deep blue eyes resembling vast oceans and starry
skies.
With his hands folded in front of him, Lionel watched Nathaniel smile, looking as if it had been long
since he was free.
He could not help but tease, “Nathaniel, Elliot investigated the case pretty quickly, and you’ve only
been in the interrogation room for a few days. Why are you acting as if you haven’t seen the sun for
years? You’re so dramatic.”
Nathaniel responded, “Yes, it was only a brief stint, but the days felt like years as I was worried. I feel
much more relieved now that Romello’s matter is nearing its end.”
“You’re surprisingly candid,” Lionel remarked as he approached, offering Nathaniel a pack of cigarettes.
“Care for one? These are rare treats, not something I hand out lightly.”
Aside from his fawning behavior toward Elliot, Lionel often carried himself with an air of pride and
arrogance.
Nathaniel epted the cigarette with a chuckle.
“Thanks. I never thought I’d live to see the day when the Captain of the Fourth Division at the National
Investigation Bureau personally offer me a smoke. It’s quite an honor for me.”
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“I’m just that generous. Anyway, the past is in the past, but let me make it clear: Sheena and Elliot are
rock solid. Don’t try anything funny, or I’ll personally escort you back into the interrogation
room.
With a suave demeanor, Lionel continued smoking, his tone magnanimous.
Nathaniel lowered his gaze, his longshes veiling his deep blue eyes.
He said casually, “Of course, that’s only natural. Since I’m going to be the godfather, I’ll prepare some
gifts and visit Asher and Adora in a couple of days.”
“Good to hear you’vee around,” Lionel remarked, finishing his cigarette quickly.
He stomped it out with his military boots, extinguishing the embers.
“Let’s go. We need to sign some paperwork at the National Investigation Bureau, and then you can
head back to the Nicholls residence.”
“No rush,” Nathaniel declined. “Romello will be transferred out of the interrogation room for judicial trial
in a couple of days. As my elder brother, I want to have a final private conversation with him before he
leaves. Can you amodate that?”
“Just a chat?” Lionel asked.
Nathaniel nodded. “Don’t worry, he’s getting what he deserves, and I won’t add insult to injury. I just
want to say a few words before I go.”
ncing at his watch, Lionel agreed. “Alright, I won’t have anyone watching, and I’ll wait for you at the
door. Try to make it quick, no more than half an hour.”