"Are you going to confess or not?"

A sharp voice reached Drake's ears. Through blurred vision, he saw someone

pick up the whip again.

His lips curved into a faint smile. "Come closer, and I'll tell you."

The interrogation had already gone on for a day. No matter how tough someone

was, they couldn't hold out any longer.

The henchman smirked and stepped forward. Drake's voice was barely audible,

but he had to go closer.

"That thing is in hell," Drake whispered, suddenly breaking free from the ropes

that bound him.

In the next instant, he snatched the whip and wrapped it around the henchman's

neck.

Then, like the first time he killed someone, he pulled back with all his strength.

Both times were life-or-death situations. Despite his struggles, the henchman

avoid his fate. In less than a

slumped onto the ground, feeling drained. That knife was

in his chest.

light footsteps came from outside the

'This is fate the karma for all

afraid. Death was

and then Debra's

which had been unfocused,

turned his head and saw Debra

right

her again. This woman just wouldn't leave

Debra, his life had

his casino was destroyed,

and both

fiancées had their marriages

he lost

of the

advantage of him. No other rich

terms of saving money.

there. The doctor is coming," Debra cried

up.

need your help," Drake said

be stubborn, okay? It

Debra

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