The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 390

Kevin didn’t know what Zach was up to, but Zach’s actions at the casino today left him feeling puzzled. He thought, ‘Mr. Jardin seems to be deliberately losing to Mr. Burton.‘

But no matter what Zach did, he always inspired an inexplicable trust in people. Even if it meant something as serious as a crime, Kevin had enough faith in him.

“Mr. Jardin?” Kevin looked at Zach, who seemed lost in thought. He wondered, ‘Could he be thinking about Ms. White?‘ After a moment, he concluded, ‘Well, it makes sense. Mr. Jardin and Ms. White have been close since they were kids, and that happened to Ms. White at the Young residence!‘

Tonight, Randall was still basking in his belief that he could outsmart everyone. Little did he know that his every move was being closely monitored by them.

The deal they were negotiating with the Burton family’s company was nothing more than a trap, leading Randall to his downfall.

Kevin had been by Zach’s side for many years, and he knew Zach well. He was ruthless enough with anyone, never showing mercy, not even to himself.

of themselves, were nothing more than puppies in Zach’s eyes. Manipulating them was a piece

!

Zach was the only person he willingly submitted to and genuinely wanted

eating habits; it was a lingering effect from years ago when he was “transporting goods” and got stabbed. It had punctured his stomach, leaving behind this lasting ailment. Plus, Zach had definitely drunk

think twice and took him to the

adjusting the IV drip speed. “You’re quite lucky. If you’d come any later, I might

of stomach bleeding for now. But seriously, you knew you couldn’t handle liquor, yet you pushed it this far. I wonder

to sit down. He crossed his legs and speculated to himself, “Could it be that you

quite the imagination. You’re wasting your talents as a

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which means you’re not much pain. Your assistant is fetching you some food. We’ve known each other for so many years, so listen to my advice one last time. Smoking is fine, but no more drinking. What you’re experiencing now is a mild stomach bleed. If it ruptures

for joking, which means you’re not in too much pain.” He

long time,” Kai began, his tone sincere. “Listen to me one last time. Smoking is

bleed. If it ruptures and stomach acid starts corroding your organs,” Kai’s tone grew serious, “it won’t be as simple as lying down for a week.”