I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 676

Chapter 676 Something Happened In Jamesdon

Lachlan's cold voice rang in the air. "If you lose, I'll make sure it's an eye for an eye."

The man looked terrified as he struggled to get up. However, before he could even raise his head, he was forced back down.

He turned his head and realized that the man holding him down was none other than the person who had easily disarmed him earlier.

"Come on, now. Let's not waste time. There's a line behind you," Lachlan continued.

With that, the terrified man was pulled up by the collar.

He was about 1.9 meters tall and had never lost a fight until today. The man that fought him prior to this was at least half a head shorter than him, yet he still lost in such a one-sided fight no less.

Who were these people?

He couldn't help but shake in his boot as he stammered, "What are we playing?"

Lachlan drummed his fingers lightly on the table and said, "Well, that's up to you."

"We'll draw three cards, and whoever has the highest score wins."

Lachlan's thin lips twitched in amusement, and he pushed the deck of cards forward, signaling for the other party to draw first.

The man checked the card carefully, and after seeing that there were no special marks on them, he quickly drew three from the deck.

This was one of the games he had often played at the casino.

If his opponent lost, he would chop off their fingers.

He did not expect that the tables would turn and he would be the victim instead of the victor of this game.

Once he had drawn his card, Lachlan casually took three from the pile as well and raised his hand to signal for the other to show his hand first.

The man took a deep breath as sweat beaded against his forehead. Still, he knew that he couldn't run from his fate any longer as he shakily wiped the sweat off his brow and licked his dried lips nervously before slowly flipping the card over.

Ten.

In this game, ten is the highest card. Therefore, J, Q, and K would be regarded as blank cards with zero points.

His eyes brightened at the card, and his breathing slowly evened. Then, he carelessly rubbed his sweaty palms against his pants and looked at Lachlan, gesturing that it was his turn.

Lachlan's long fingers moved slightly and flipped open one card lightly.

It was an A, the smallest card in the pile.

The man was overjoyed, and the complacent expression on his face made it known that he was definitely going to win.

His companions, who were watching from a distance, began to whistle and clap.

As confidence began to build in his heart, the man shook off the sweat on his hand and flipped his next card.

This time, it was a K.

He immediately froze, and his heart began to race as his blood turned to ice in his veins. Before Lachlan could even open his second card, the man had already revealed his third one.

It was another K.

That meant he was in possession of empty cards.

His highest score right now was the first ten that he had flipped over earlier.

The man held his breath and looked at Lachlan, still holding onto a glimmer of hope.

Lachlan's three cards might not even add up to ten.

Lachlan slowly opened his second card under the man's intense yet desperate gaze.

It was a two.

The man's heart rate slowed almost instantly, and a wanton smile appeared on his face.

Alas, his smile immediately became stiff in the very next second as Lachlan turned over his third card.

It was an eight. In conclusion, Lachlan scored a total of 11.

He had won this bout by a single point.

"No! There's no way! You cheated!"

Lachlan threw the cards on the table and flatly said, "Keep your end of the bet."

Just as the man was about to refute, he was unceremoniously shot in the knee.

His men took this as an opportunity to open fire.

Unfortunately, Lachlan's men were one step ahead.

Lachlan's men specifically aimed each shot they took at the wrists.

Guns began to fall, one after the other, accompanied by painful wailing.

"I wanted to give all of you a chance to gamble with me, but it seems like that's unnecessary," Lachlan said leisurely.

Amid the groans, one person spoke up in broken English, "You… Are you Lachlan Woodley?"

"The game is over. There's no reward in guessing my identity right."

"We… We did not have any problems with you. Why do you—"

Lachlan sneered contemptuously as he interrupted, "No problems? You robbed my cargo ship. Now, I'm just here to take back what's mine with due interest. What is so wrong about that?"

"We didn't know that it was your ship. It was our boss' order. We—"

"Who is your boss?" Lachlan got up and asked coldly.

"I… I don't know. You know the nature of our business. We carry out our orders without any questions as long as we're paid."

Another man, who was lying on the ground, grunted, "We're just here for the money. It's… We didn't do it on pur—"

However, before he could finish his sentence, he had already fainted from the pain.

At this time, a few subordinates of Lachlan rushed toward him with solemn faces. "Mr. Woodley, something has gone down in Jamesdon."

…

Two days later, just as Leanna was about to submit her latest design to Zoe, a notification popped up on her phone.

The instant she saw the name 'Jamesdon' in the title, she clicked on it without hesitation.

Leanna shot to her feet as she read through the article's content.

Several elders of the Woodley Family were found dead at home two days ago. It was a tragic death, and the scene was practically doused in blood.

These elders rarely left their homes. The only place they would go would be the Woodleys' ancestral hall. The only person that held any grudges against them was Lachlan, who wanted to abolish the rules of the Woodley Family.

It just so happened that Lachlan was out of town on the day they died, and no one knew of his whereabouts.

According to the Woodley Family, they were not allowed to leave Jamesdon. Yet, he did the exact opposite.

As a result, he was the top suspect.

After the death of the few elders, the family gathered at the Woodley Family Estate and refused to bury the dead. Because of that, the corpses were left in the mourning hall. They insisted on hearing an

explanation from Lachlan and refused to leave until they got what they wanted.

Even Philip's presence couldn't appease their anger.

Several of the elders were renowned and prestigious throughout Jamesdon. So, the fact that they were killed on the very same day naturally sparked several discussions.

Yet, Lachlan never showed up, nor did he say anything in his defense.

Gradually, everyone came to assume that the elders were truly eliminated on his orders.

Leanna stared at the news and unconsciously tightened her grip on her phone. Then, she suddenly recalled that half a month ago, Aidan told her that the group who attacked William had robbed the Woodleys' cargo ship.

Therefore, Lachlan probably left Jamesdon in order to deal with this matter discretely.

Alas, the elders were murdered when he left. It didn't help that no one could justify his absence in Jamesdon, and people began to point their fingers at him.

First, William was attacked. Then, once they arrived in Lachstein, Aidan found some clues and contacted Lachlan. With that, Lachlan immediately left Jamesdon to deal with these thugs. Then, things began to unfold in Jamesdon, one after the other.

All of these…

There was no way that it was all a big coincidence.

Leanna suddenly felt her scalp go numb at the thought. Were the people that attacked Jamesdon the same ones that colluded with Sienna and drugged her son?

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When she arrived at that thought, she hastily unlocked her phone and dialed Waylen's number.

It was turned off.

Leanna's face turned pale in an instant, and her knees began to buckle under her.

She tried to calm herself and called Naomi instead.

Yet, she was also met with the dial tone.

Leanna closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, accidentally biting her cheeks in her panic. Soon, the iron tang of blood burst on her tongue.

So, it was with frayed nerves that she frantically swiped through her contacts and called Louis.

Fortunately, the call connected this time.

Before Louis could speak, Leanna was already rambling, "Look for Keaton immediately before picking up Zoe and Charlotte. Then, stay together and don't go anywhere until I call you again."