Chapter 877

Especially when Phoebe mentioned the red marks on Vanda's wrist. However, Romello was in charge, and he was Vanda's son. How could he possibly mistreat his own mother? There was something very fishy about this. As Sheena accepted Elliot's spoon-feeding, she asked him, "Romello is the deputy chief of your National Investigation Bureau, right? How much do you know about him?" Elliot's hand froze, his handsome face turning cold, and a hint of displeasure creeping in. "Why are you suddenly asking about him? Did you fall for his looks at the banquet last night?" Elliot's tone was full of jealousy. He remembered Nathaniel resembling Romello a lot, except for the eye color and aura. Sheena playfully tapped his forehead, teasing, "What the hell are you thinking? Why are you jealous over that? You need to chill out." Elliot remained quiet, his face showing annoyance, clearly still not over it. Sheena sighed, earnestly explaining, "I'm only asking because I'm concerned abou