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Chapter 805

    Chapter 805


    Chapter 805


    When Neil heard the news and rushed over to the morgue, Amon’s body was already frozen.


    Standing in the morgue, he stared at Amon, covered in white cloth, in disbelief.


    Different from what Taya saw, Amon had been cleaned and was wearing clean clothes.


    Hey there quietly just like he was sleeping and didn’t look dead at all.


    Neil stepped closer and reached out his hand, but he realized he didn’t have the courage to touch


    Amon’s face.


    “Amon…” he murmured.


    In the past, Amon would beat up anyone who disturbed his sleep.


    The man was always cranky when he got up from bed, but now he justy there, oblivious to Neil


    disturbing him.


    Neil felt saddened, and his eyes suddenly turned sad, “Amon, what’s the matter with you? Didn’t you


    say you were waiting


    for me to defeat you?”


    On the day Neil graduated, Amon patted him on the shoulder and said, “Neil, when you receive more


    trophies than me, I’ll build you a house made of gold.”


    Amon knew that Neil liked gold, so he often bought small gold bars from time to time and threw them


    into Neil’s gold vault.


    It was obvious that he had bought them for Neil, but he imed he would empty the vault when he ran


    out of money someday.


    Neither good norpletely bad, he was simply a tragic person.


    As he didn’t know how to express himself, Amon always said the opposite of what he meant, causing


    many people to dislike him.


    Only Neil felt that Amon was quite lonely.


    Sometimes, when he saw Amon sitting in a daze alone in Rosalie’s office, he would pity the man.


    Neil would then try his best to make Amonugh.


    Although his jokes wereme, Amon would always smile and


    casually scold him, “Neil, are you itching to get beat up?”


    Neil would answer cheekily, “I’m feeling itchy all right. How about you scratch it for me?”


    Looking at Amon’s frozen body, Neil cried as he said, “I’m


    feeling itchy. Can you get up and scratch it for me?”


    Although it was a half-joke, George could tell he was very sad.Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
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