Chapter 667

Pearce Hooper rushed to learn about the situation, and Ethan’s body was frozen hard. He stood in the morgue, staring in disbelief at Ethan’s figure, now covered by a white cloth Unlike the scene Eleanor had witnessed, Ethan had been cleaned up and dressed in fresh clothes

He lay there, as if he were just sleeping calm as ever, with no signs of death.

Taking tentative steps, Pearce moved closer, reaching out a hand to touch Ethan’s lace, only to find he didn’t have the guts

Master.he whispered Normally, if he disturbed his masters sleep, he’d get a good scolding. But now, Ethan lay there quietly, unresponsive to his call

Tears welled up in Pearce’s eyes Master what happened? We still had a deal didn’t we?

Ethan had once patted Pearce’s shoulder, promising. When you have more trophies than me, I build you a golden house

Knowing Pearce’s love for gold, his master would occasionally buy him small gold trinkets to put in his vault

Even though they were gifts for him, his master would always joke about reclaiming the vault when he ran out of money

His master wasn’t exactly a saint, nor was he thoroughly wicked. But he was, in a way, a pitiful man

saying the opposite of what he

seeing him lost in thought in his

his best to crack a joke to

funny, but his master would always respond with

at Ethan’s frozen body, Pearce cried, “Master, why aren’t you

a joke sounded so heartbreaking to George…..

were both gone

had been ready to

be the best release

left behind had to live with the grief and

had long since dried up, leaving his face void of any expression,

was

he used to draw on the streets of G country for money One

behind him, silently observing his drawing for a long

and said, “What are you looking at? Careful, or Пl pluck your eyeballs out and stick

look, “Your paintings are

up on the streets, Pearce was naturally impertinent and strong

Ethan grabbed

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