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

He never seemed to express himself right often saying the opposite of what he meant, which made a lot of people dislike him)

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

times like this. Pearce would try his best to crack a joke to make his master smile.

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

frozen body, Pearce cried, “Master, why

joke sounded so heartbreaking to George…..

frends were both gone

knew he’d always known, that Ethan had been ready to leave ever since

might be the best release

behind had to live with the grief and longing

leaving his face void of any expression, while Pearce’s pain had just begun.

was Ethan and Emilia who had supported

in high school, he used to draw on the streets of G country for money One day, Ethan and

silently observing his drawing for a long while

neither bought his paintings nor left. In annoyance, he turned around and said, “What are you looking at? Careful,

into laughter, while Ethan gave him a nonchalant look, “Your paintings are

streets, Pearce was naturally impertinent

a fight with Ethan, but Ethan grabbed him by the collar before he could

why he was

from disciplining him, saying that he was just a child, and

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