A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 667

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

to express himself right often saying the opposite of what he meant, which made

the loneliness in his master Sometimes, seeing him lost in thought in his office, he

times like this. Pearce would try his best to crack a

his master would always respond with a faint smile and a casual rebuke, “Pearce,

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

a joke sounded so heartbreaking to George…..

frends were both

Ethan had been ready to leave ever since Emilia

Ethan, death might be the best release

left behind had to live with the

dried up, leaving his face void of any expression, while Pearce’s pain had

orphaned since childhood It was Ethan and Emilia who had

draw on the streets of

behind him, silently observing his drawing for a

neither bought his paintings nor left. In annoyance, he turned around and said, “What

while Ethan gave him a nonchalant look, “Your paintings

up on the streets, Pearce was naturally impertinent and strong

grabbed him by the collar before he could throw a

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255