Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

One of them approached her and exclaimed, “It’s such a rare occasion to have an Astorian with us today!”

“Actually, she seems quite young! Andy is quite a big shot on Wall Street, isn’t he? Why did he send a pretty young thing on his behalf? Has he a new kink or something?”

The next moment, they felt someone behind the woman glaring at them.

All of a sudden, they felt a chill running down their spines and went dead silent instantly.

“Come over and join us, Ms. Nancy! Luna over here is trying to seal a deal with me as well! We’ll just see if you’re a match for her! If you’re able to outmatch her, I’ll seal the deal with you!”

“What exactly are we supposed to do?”

Sasha was confident that she would stand a chance against the blondie if she could help the tycoon gain a higher profit.

Unfortunately, he suggested something else instead, “Since we’re at a casino, of course we’re going to gamble. They’re all my friends, and I’ll seal the deal with the one who’s able to outmatch them!”

Has he lost his mind or something?

Sasha stared at Dickson with widened eyes and retorted, “Mr. Coyle, don’t you think you should take this matter seriously when it involves more than two billion? On top of that, I don’t really how to play your games!”

Dickson replied with a frown, “It’s such a shame. On top of the two billion deal, I thought of offering the commission for the oilfield that I’ve won from them to the winner. But since you’re not interested, I’m afraid—”

hell? Is he out of

the verge of throwing a fit, Sasha decided that it was time to leave

you think it’s too stingy of you to offer only the commission

the young man behind the helpless Sasha, Lance, volunteered to participate

he think he’s doing? Is he really a match for

too late as Dickson had shifted his gaze to Lance and asked, “You’ve got guts! Consider it

that gorgeous lady over there! On top of that, I’ll get my cousin over here to work for you for

was on the verge of going berserk when

do you think you’re doing,

shrieked in pain,

do that until you take back

to withstand the racking sensation he felt, he grasped Sasha’s wrist and asserted in a hushed voice,

disbelief. She looked him in the eye and asked, “What do you mean you have everything

Just leave the rest to me and allow me to make you a filthy rich

go, he marched his way

snap out of her bewilderment. As soon as she

Dickson and his friends weren’t the only ones who enjoyed wagering their fortunes for

citizens had long gotten used to having such exciting