The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 621
Chapter 621
Natalie paused the video, curious. “Have you seen anything?”
Elizabeth had a sudden realization. She pointed at the man on the screen, who was wearing a backpack with a gold-plated pendant in the shape of a poker card. “I know this pendant. It’s a gift from a casino, and it’s only given to their regular customers!”
Tasha looked at Elizabeth in surprise. “Elizabeth, do you gamble? You should really try to kick that habit as soon as possible.”
“I don’t gamble,” Elizabeth replied, rolling her eyes.
“Don’t jump to conclusions. Jorge used to have a pendant like this. I remember it specifically because it was said to be made of pure gold and Jorge was a regular at the casino, so he had one which he always carried. He always wore it with him.”
Natalie’s face lit up with a broad smile. “Your words just gave me a lead. There indeed is a casino near the location of the party I attended the other night. They require registration information for entry and exit, so that should help narrow down our search.”
“You’ve been a huge help. I’ll leave a copy of this video on your computer. If you think of any other clues, don’t hesitate to contact me.”
After gathering her things, Natalie rushed off to the hospital to inform Brandon of the new development.
key evidence to
the winter. The sky was dark even before five o’clock in
the suburbs. The locals were familiar with this rundown structure. When one-third of the structure was constructed, many small collapse incidents occurred due to the builders’ shortcuts, therefore this construction was abandoned. The building’s foundation was also weak, so it could have collapsed at any time. The destitute beggars also dared not
herself firmly in her mink coat, and gingerly
will be rain.” A sound was heard coming from somewhere inside the structure. When Vivienne turned around, she saw Roger standing behind her with a cigarette in his mouth. His backpack had seen better days, but a golden
kept going till she
count it by hand.” Vivienne
didn’t pick up the paper bag. He threw up the stub of his cigarette and balanced precariously on his toes to extinguish it. “Exactly who are you, and what do you want? You have such gall
that he’d end up offending the Larson Group just by trying to make some extra money. He had no idea that he had stirred up some
out of here.” Having experienced all sorts of difficult situations, Vivian was now able to deal with desperados
grudge against that woman called Natalie. Unfortunately, I’m having trouble getting
her patience. “What else do you even want from me? I already gave you money, so
“No worries. I’ve already asked my friends to investigate this place where you asked me to meet you today. The Turner Group owns it. There are numerous places in Barnes we could have met, but for some reason, you chose this building in particular. I’m certain that you’re related to the Turners one way or
off, I’ll forget the
took out a stack of cash from her purse, and tossed it on the ground. “Here. A hundred thousand dollars. Take it and get as far away as possible!” 1 “Pleasure doing business with you,” Roger said, smirking with delight.
was indeed a hundred thousand, he looked so much friendlier than before. “You’ve got a lot of money already. Why are you so intent on
mind. Since she was wealthy and afraid of him, perhaps it
giving me a bit more?” Roger was chuckling like an imp. When he looked up, he saw that Vivian was no longer there.
want more money, do you? Go
it, and there were no walls on all four sides. Roger almost fell down when she kicked him. Fortunately for him,
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