Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 993

Chapter 993 

Alright, I’ll be quick and not make things difficult for you,” Nathaniel assured Lionel. 

Then, he turned and entered the secret interrogation room once again. 

Guided by two soldiers, Nathaniel made his way through the corridor and arrived at Romello’s cell. 

The iron door creaked open, revealing a horrible sight. Romello, bloodied and pale, hanging by his hands from the iron hooks on the ceiling. It was a common tactic used by the National Investigation Bureau to break people. 

Romello had always been glorious and proud, and Nathaniel could not help but feel a sense of satisfaction seeing him in such a pitiful state. 

After all, Nathaniel never considered Romello a good person. 

Hearing footsteps approaching, Romello weakly lifted his eyes, his voice dripping with sarcasm. 

“I knew you’d come, Nathaniel. Do you think you’ve won?” 

Nathaniel chuckled, not bothering to hide his amusement. 

“What a rare sight to see you in such a state. But no, I haven’t won yet. You lost first. 

Romello’s weak gaze suddenly turned sharp, and he coldly stared at Nathaniel. 

“Go ahead and enjoy your victory. Our extended family has plenty of other sons, and even if Marius is weak, he’ll stand up for himself if they try to hand you the position. After all, you’re just a stain in our family ancestry, nothing more than a bastard child.” 

Nathaniel shrugged off the remark, his deep blue eyes taking note of Romello’s misery. 

“When I was seven years old, you and I both liked to eat the same dish, but Vanda thought I was stealing yours, so she deliberately spilled the soup on my arm. When I was eight, I took your pen, and she hit me fifty times when Dad was away. My palm was swollen, and I couldn’t even hold a pen for three days. When I was twelve, I asked you to lend me a pony to play with Nana. Vanda falsely accused me of stealing your pony, but you didn’t stand up to clarify for me. In the end, I was dragged to the altar 

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get out of bed for a w” and whipped a hundred times. It hurt so much that I couldn’t even 

Romello listened quietly, staring at Nathaniel in confusion, 

With a smirk, Nathaniel continued, “After Dad died, you, Jason, and I fought for power. You seized Jason’s financial statement and sent him to prison. 

“You even deliberately asked people to torture him, causing him mental distress and driving him to suicide. Then, you took advantage of your position to transfer me away, and when I came back, 

you took advantage of a small mistake and dragged me to the alter room, punishing me to show you were the one in charge. And not long ago, you punished me again for the top floor’s key Incident. You even broke two paddles. Romello, I’m sure you remember all of that.” 

While he causally recalled all that, he pointed at the wounds on Romello’s chest that were caused by the paddles. Then, he poked at them. 

Romello winced in pain. 

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He calmed himself down before mocking, “Nathaniel, you really do hold grudges, don’t you? You remember every little thing so clearly.” 

“Because these aren’t little things to me. Vanda bullied me when I was young, and you joined in oppressing me all these years. Now that she’s gone, it’s finally my turn to retaliate, bit by bit, onto her most beloved son.” 

Romello narrowed his eyes, sensing a hint of malice in Nathaniel’s words. 

“What are you planning?” 

Nathaniel’s deep blue eyes gleamed sinisterly. 

“I heard you’re desperate to die, unwilling to argue about anything?” 

Romello remained silent, staring at him.