The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1767

Mr. Lawrence’s state was even worse than just now.

He probably felt that there was nothing left to struggle on, so he could only honestly give an account of what h e knew.

The police pursued the question that they did not get a satisfactory answer on earlier.

"Mr. Lawrence, how did you contact the owner of the underground casino? Were you alone the first time you went there? Or did someone take you there?"

Mr. Lawrence looked at Lance with a gloomy face. Every word he said was the opposite of his original intention of sitting in this position.

Yet, no amount of regret could bring everything back t o the way it was in the beginning.

"I went alone. At that time, I just got this position, so I had more social engagements. Everyone was trying to get in my good graces, so I would basically go for drinks every day. One time, I drank too much.

Everyone left, so I also wanted to leave. There were barely any people on that street, and somehow, I just walked to a doorway. I didn't know at first, but after going in, I found out that it's an underground casino..."

Mr. Lawrence spoke with difficulty and lowered his head in regret.

"From then on, I just couldn't stop myself. I won a lot o f money at first, then I was recommended to play in some of the big games. The stakes got bigger, and it got more addictive, so..."

Mr. Lawrence did not continue.

They could imagine the things that followed.

It was nothing but one trap after another. In order for Mr. Lawrence to jump into their trap, they gave him some benefits to make him let down his guard.

As a result...

After a few seconds of silence, Lance, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Do they know about your identity and what you do? Was this misappropriation of money your initiative to propose, or did someone guide you to do so?"

This question stunned everyone.