In other words, he would fight back as well. In this way.
The friendship between him and Aman for twenty-some years was over.
Aman did not reply directly. The sky had darkened and the temperature had dropped. The bright lamp at the entrance of the main castle shone on his blonde hair. Butler took a large coat and draped it over his shoulders. He was tall and thin, but his face was thin. His face looked like a handsome Greece goddess.
Aman recalled that Chloe had said that other than her Uncle, Elsa was the one who was the best looking man he had ever met.
Aman frowned. He was not jealous. He was definitely not jealous...
"If you're not in good health, you don't have to come out to see me off." Aman bitterly looked away. "I'll go back first. Chloe should have been waiting for me for a long time."
"Okay, take care," said airflow behind her. "My father should be late. I'll inform you all to join us for dinner when we arrive..."
