The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover Chapter 1302

Only then, it finally dawned on Edmund that something was amiss. Hence, he decided to leave the casino.

When he was about to turn and leave, several Jetroinians with samurai swords attached to their waists appeared from behind and blocked him.

“Why the rush, Mr. Cooper? You haven’t even seen the footage yet. It’s not too late to leave after checking it out, I hope.”

Darn it!

With that, Edmund had no choice but to return to his seat.

Just as he had expected, the footage was crystal clear, with absolutely no problem or fishy issue detected. However, there was something peculiar. When the cards were transferred to the man sitting opposite him, they magically turned into something else.

“You…” Edmund was enraged.

Jumping out of his seat, he glared at the daring Jetroinian who conducted such a brazen act openly.

“What’s this all about? You changed the cards?”

“Yes. How else could I trick you to stay, Mr. Cooper?” The Jetroinian laughed as he removed his shirt, revealing decks of cards hidden underneath. Without a trace of guilt and shame, he tossed them all on the table.

Edmund pressed his lips together in anger.

in this situation, Edmund knew that he had been set up. If I still fail to see that this is a trap, I’m really a

stared daggers at

earth are you? What are you trying to

do anything. I just wanted to find out how much those two gave you after what you’ve done for them back home. Did you lose

Jetroinian’s mouth

“You… You guys are…?”

me when I was down and out. So, when I heard about the great

it’s perfectly all right for me to

face, to

samurai swords strode over and clasped both of his arms. Then, they pinned him down

frightened

if that was not enough to send everyone into a terror-stricken mode, a

the casino quietly. Within ten minutes, the humungous casino

let you off the

moments called for desperate measures. In order to save his own

the Jetroinian nodded in agreement

why I have no intention of stepping on their toes. Didn’t I say so earlier? I just wanted to get some money off you and set it aside for his funeral.

head and

person who’s about to be charged at the international tribunal? The old bastard who’s going

of his. It appears to me that he possesses great talent in brainwashing others. Back at the basement located in the Sheerwood residence, that loyal dog was just like you, committing blindly to him despite knowing that

Thump!

swung in Edmund’s