Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1302

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.

Having found himself 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 dumb*ss.

Infuriated, Edmund stared daggers at him.

“Who on earth are you? What are you trying to do?”

“I’m not 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 all that you’ve gained to me yet?”

The words spewing out of the Jetroinian’s mouth caused Edmund to turn ghastly pale in disbelief.

“You… You guys are…?”

“Don’t be nervous or anxious. Rest assured that we’ve got nothing to do with the other party. Back then, someone was very kind to me when I was down and out. So, when I heard about the great things that Mr. Cooper has done, I looked forward to meeting you in person.”

He continued, “For all that you’ve done, I think it’s perfectly all right for me to take some money from you to bury that person when he dies. Wouldn’t you agree?”

He walked over and patted Edmund’s face, to which the latter avoided as a reflex response.

As he slightly moved his body, the Jetroinians with samurai swords strode over and clasped both of his arms. Then, they pinned him down on the table.

“Mr. Edmund!” his frightened subordinate cried out loud.